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Day 98: At the mercy of the storm.
I was mistaken yesterday, it's been over a week of rain.
Green is springing up in places that are always yellowey-brown.
Weeds are twisting their way through the cracks of concrete, and choking the flowers.
Nature is going wild, at least in my yard.
There is something so beautiful, yet frightening about nature taking it's course, even in such little ways.
I wanted this picture to show how small we really are in nature.
Storm clouds are looming overhead, the wind is blowing, and weeds are taller than me.
A lot of times rain puts people into a depression, but for me, it makes me think.
Woot! Explore @ 30. Thanks all! :D
Day 98: At the mercy of the storm.
I was mistaken yesterday, it's been over a week of rain.
Green is springing up in places that are always yellowey-brown.
Weeds are twisting their way through the cracks of concrete, and choking the flowers.
Nature is going wild, at least in my yard.
There is something so beautiful, yet frightening about nature taking it's course, even in such little ways.
I wanted this picture to show how small we really are in nature.
Storm clouds are looming overhead, the wind is blowing, and weeds are taller than me.
A lot of times rain puts people into a depression, but for me, it makes me think.
Woot! Explore @ 30. Thanks all! :D