“London was cloaked in a strange orange glow after Storm Ophelia caused a dust phenomenon and turned the sun red.”
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Under the great gray rain sheds of the sky,
Under the open sun and the yellow gloaming embers.
Remember all paydays of lilacs and songbirds;
All starlights of cool memories on storm paths.Out of this prairie rise the faces of dead men.
They speak to me. I can not tell you what they say.” – from ‘Haze’ by Carl Sandburg
all photographs @MiggyAngel