Resting in the Rain
It is not a down pour or sheets of rain but a quite humidity that has reached a point that water is everywhere, falling and opening umbrellas. Walking toward the beach the colours are emerald, jade and sea green with trunks emerging upward then branching eventually into thin irregular lines against the blue shrouds of clouds. A quite riot of crows perch delicately etched against the sky waiting.
|Resting in the Rain|