Lexica (lexica510) wrote,

beauty in the city

The view out our living room window looks like a Maxfield Parrish painting right now, all pinks and peaches and golds and blues and billowy clouds and trees silhouetted against the sky and a full moon and all.

Except for the halfway house, apartment buildings, and telephone poles in the foreground, of course.


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