I am such a dreamer.
I look at the sky a lot and I still do that game that I used to do when I was little. Do you remember that? Seeing the shapes and colours of clouds, giving them names and telling a story of those characters. Oh, what a beautiful thing to do!
When I was little I used to go to this park next to my neighbourhood. I laid on the grass and watched the sky for hours. And there were some trees, some tall trees, and the wind would sing in those trees leaves. Simply wonderful symphony!
Take a look at these pictures.
I told to myself, I have to shoot this! I love the blue mixing with the pink shades. The shapes of the clouds get me thinking about a huge painting brush.
And here, in the second, I can see and feel the trees more, and their leaves, and the wind in the leaves.
After enjoying these images, take a moment to breathe. Inhale 4 seconds. Exhale 4 seconds. Close our eyes and do it again.
Forcing herself from the comfort of her bed, she pulled off her sheets and stood up to the window. She opened the drapes, and cracked the window to let the fresh air into the room. It was early and the sky was still painted with pinks and blues.
Today was the day.
They told her it wasn't possible. They laughed, and scoffed at her. But she had proven her invention worked.
Now she was going to show it to the world.
Post Stories by @jfolkmann
thank you. Interesting mind you have :D