Fifty shades of gray


“God is a cloud from which rain fell.” 
― Dejan Stojanovic, The Sun Watches the Sun

The sky during morning dog walk just before we started getting wet. Few things feel or smell better than a summer rain in this corner of the world.

Location: North Arlington, Arlington

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