the clouds today are differetnt. Instead of the dramatic mountains and valleys of fog, perfect little shaped clouds, interspersed with blue, expanding in rays like a perspective drawing
The sunlight glinting blindingly off the asphalt, so that the shadow if the tree is like a trace of soft pencil, rather than the usual dramatic line
the deep curve of the road beneath the studio, like a woman's hip, with her back flexed
the loneliness of the one person, walking on the street
the starlike shape of cyclamens when viewed from on top
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