During the day, the harbor is a bright mass of blue and white. The air is sweet, but salty. There is a loud, sometimes happy, mixture of voices and noise.When night comes, things change.
The air gets still and thick.
The darkness settles like a warm comforter. The lights shine brighter, but not affecting anything around them. Their glow deepens, like a candle in a pitch black room.
It's magic. Almost.
1 comment:
Really lovely! Could I get a print to put on my new yellow wall next to the full moon? That's a nice memory of New York to keep.
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