CITYSCAPE PHOTOGRAPHY/ART - Sleeping city

ceramixer (67)in WORLD OF XPILAR • last year

When the sun goes to sleep day turns into night. It was as if black velvet had spread over the city. Cold, dark and filled with silence... And only the moonlight penetrates through the night fog. Dead dark streets... Little huddled houses in the night... In the wasteland, autumn leaves gently whisper in the streets, who happily dance to the rhythm of the wind. everything sleeps carried away in the beautiful tale of the night!

Like a wet hen suffocates after a storm The city, quiet and fresh. Cleaned by the rain, the dwellings are sad... There are no cheerful notes on them, only gray and ink... The greenery of the trees tries to bring cheerful notes... In general , one feels satisfaction from the purifying freshness. Shortness of breath and distress tired the city. Don't cut yourself! He will live - tonight, after this life-giving rain, swept away poison and enmity. And with the first ray of sunshine, a smile will open. Smelling like coffee, it will open your eyes. Blood will flow through veins and arteries, seething with human flesh and God's creation...

Immersed in greyness, the City is somehow dejected... Is it because of the storm at night?!? The gray sky does not stop its pain , and it will be like that all day... The green trees were soaked and somehow merged with the residential grayness. Pressed by heaven and earth, they huddled together waiting for a ray of sunshine. It's raining... It started last night, like a hurricane rocking the water curtain, now it's tame - it's raining, but somewhere in the open space you can still hear rumbling and rumbling...