An Evening in July.

Cloudless sky so blue

Breeze blowing through the trees

Silence casts a spell.

Reviews

[Samuel Dickens]

Such pure beauty there is at the day's end. Labor and toil no more, one wants to bask in those waning rays of gold and settle down for the evening. Lovely words to go with that gorgeous photo.

[Marie]

Thank you for reading and for your very poetic review, Sam. So pleased you like it...