Saturday, September 11, 2004

The bright sun provided the opening act to the show. As noon passed and afternoon came, dark clouds drifted almost innocently into the picture and cast a shadow on the flats and the multi-storey car park. Wind rustled the leaves of the trees, one of which was a thin and tall coniferous tree. It swayed dangerously side to side, as though the trunk would not be able to support. But, having weathered worse weather than this, the tree hung on.

Soon a light drizzle followed. The dark clouds got smaller and drifted away, revealing the beautiful sky it had failed to cover. The drizzle continued, but the wind had reduced to a cool breeze, and what lingered in the air was the sweet smell of nature.

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