2019
During a spring journey, a sudden rain began to fall.
Sitting inside the car, I looked up through the glass roof as raindrops danced upon it — the rain pounding above.
their natural beauty weaving into a fleeting, ever-changing spectacle.
Sitting inside the car, I looked up through the glass roof as raindrops danced upon it — the rain pounding above.
their natural beauty weaving into a fleeting, ever-changing spectacle.
Traces of water, light as wind, unfold in the forest’s hush, and I am merely there to witness it all.
In that moment, I was filled with awe: nature is, indeed, the greatest artist.
