Afternoon To Dusk

In Arizona the sun shows its power through oppressive heat and a sky so wide and bright that you can never escape its grip.

But in New York, the sun is a little more gentle, throwing its yellow glow upon brick, weaving through our structures and our trees, and teaming up with wrought iron fire escapes to give us murals of light and shadow, ephemeral, each evening.








love,
*jenna*