..the sun is making it’s arc towards sunset, throwing it’s golden light across the gardens and upon the new buds of a neighbours’ magnolia – the colours are indescribable
acoustic guitars in made up tunings. the quiet between quiets. overthinking/underthinking. tape hiss/memory's static.
..the sun is making it’s arc towards sunset, throwing it’s golden light across the gardens and upon the new buds of a neighbours’ magnolia – the colours are indescribable