Millions of hidden beauties out there, many routines found when you walk and visit a place. Many similarities arise when I notice the waving of small hands being tossed about by the gentle wind blowing from the opposite direction.
I seemed to accidentally observe the hands and small twigs overgrown with many lumps of blooming flowers, the twigs were like manipulation that caught my attention at that time, I sat on the edge of the pier as if I was following the sun that was starting to recede, the beautiful swaying required by the wind that passed in seconds.
I almost missed capturing the silence, all that was left in my ears was the roar of the passing wind and as many birds chirping that colored the silence, looking further there were many things that became more useful, the view was so vast it gave me plenty of time to have what was preferred.
It feels like summer, it rains often once a week, there are so many qualities of dark green that become an interesting object of the scene, I decided to take that moment as the beginning of summer happened, the best photo in my latest post, I wrote a few words from what I found when I walked step by step.
I walked to the north end, usually the sunset can be seen more widely from the top of the hills but the day was hot and still early, I failed to meet the situation, the beautiful shoots gave me a sweet close up of the north end.
| Topic | Photo |
|---|---|
| Writer |  @opick |
| Photographer | @opick |
Thank you for walking with me in such a short time!!
