Simulacra

I love this scene. It is simplicity. Not just beauty. It speaks to me of long lost evenings gliding into quiet night as the snow fell padding.

It reminds me of hot summer days near Kingspark and Pollock Park. The straight lines and the green. The curve of the road, the wrought iron fence and railings.

Of wide road, me and my mate Vinegar & Chips running home from school through the pelting rain, soaked through in our shorts and caps.

A distance ever covered and a time always spent.

All in an image.

Beautiful.