The wind whispered... blowing the curtains ever so elegantly around the window casings...the smell of rain teasing me as I lay there trying to drift off to sleep. The metal chimes in the distance gave an other-worldly feeling to the crystal clear silence of the night.
4am. Another sleepless night. At least it is cool. At least the sheets are soft and feel like a wayward feather on an otherwise heavy day. Off in the distance... a dove is cooing... and the dawn breaks.
-------------> photos by Elaine A. Russell