The abstract towers and spires of a city reach up towards the falling rain.
Early Evening
Metropolis
Forty Minutes
Beauty and The City
Turbulence
. . .
I watch as the wash of rainstorm pours itself across the city where I live. From the tip of the highest tower to the streets far below. Clouds cling to the edge of spires that drift in and out of sight. All is sunlight, blue, and wet. Buildings drenched with nature's force.