Walking home from the beach a few nights ago, the setting sun gentle on the shoulder, I was compelled to turn back for one last look – and found it appeared almost as though the sun was boring a path amidst the greenery of this quiet side street.
Walking home from the beach a few nights ago, the setting sun gentle on the shoulder, I was compelled to turn back for one last look – and found it appeared almost as though the sun was boring a path amidst the greenery of this quiet side street.