The butter filled sky on this spring morning, with cobbles of light lifting up from the night.
Watching the sun making a grand appearance, albeit in spring times fashion, slow and quite cold,
Warming the day in its own patience, peeling the darkness in layers, making each one bring its way forward.
Spring in her beauty, attack’s the fair day, trying to find the correct soliloquy that will piece, each piece, into place.
Ralph Peck
Photography by Belva Shelton
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