(Reno, NV) Small wisps of clouds, dimly lit from streetlights below, float like ghosts over the day that was.
At lunch the ranges lie like big cats, tawny tigers striped white with snow. Muscular, drowsy, playfully they lean over one another.
(Reno, NV) Small wisps of clouds, dimly lit from streetlights below, float like ghosts over the day that was.
At lunch the ranges lie like big cats, tawny tigers striped white with snow. Muscular, drowsy, playfully they lean over one another.