SOME DAYS ARE DIAMOND’S

Beyond apprehensiveness, where I was going was scary.  Well, the place where I wanted to photograph from was, so, when I drove past 9, count them n-i-n-e, police and rescue vehicles with flashing lights I could be excused for taking it as an omen.  Still, it was a few kilometres from where I was aimingContinue reading “SOME DAYS ARE DIAMOND’S”