Posted by: The Malt House | August 19, 2010

Furnace


With every passing moment, the fiery sky becomes a furnace. Steely clouds turned Bronze, Copper and Gold by the new days sun. Sparks of sunshine dance on the river; all around nature basks in the warmth. New experiences are being forged – Lets get out there and make the best of them!


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