The Coming Storm # 19-23
Leaving the bedroom in a rush before I could turn and set my camera. Roberto threw on, then off his cotton jacket. I felt the chill. Something was on his mind, and it had to come out. Was this going to be it. Bad weather. I took a tac to ride his brew. More explanation was looking more like a storm front. I was too far in, or could I lower sails and ride the swells out. I felt a gentile current was in need.
JOKIST 25/03/2014 22:33
Exzellenter Bildaufbau und Schnitt !LG Ingrid und Hans