"Gone are the days of summer
We couldn't change it if we tried
Why would we want to, let's go where we got to
Out paths will cross again in time
It's never the same tomorrow,
And tomorrow is never clear
So come on, come on, you know
Our time, our time is here
We know, but were not certain
How can we be, how can we see what's ahead
The road keeps on turning
And all we can do, is travel each day to the next"
I got a new lens and a tripod. Makes life so much easier. Also the weather has just been really nice. All of this = this picture.
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