Why do I look for solace on my computer when beauty is there for the taking if I simply turn my head to the right and look out the window?
New Orleans at 5:25PM looks simply gorgeous in all of its rain-washed splendor. The middle of my window coincides with the far-off horizon nicely demarcating the contrast between street and sky. Dark city buildings rise into a blue and yellow evening, all while white streaks of clouds make their way across the river to the treacherous Gulf. A mighty wind, indeed.
Neck strains pull me back to my monitor.
