Cloudy day. Then the sun broke through somewhat, and the roof of the steeple just seemed to light up (the pic doesn't quite capture it, I'm afraid). And well... that's what this picture was about.
anilize has an imagination that's far too active for its own good; therefore she attempts to relieve the pressure by writing a novel, taking pictures and generally twisting reality into her very own image, which she then proceeds to throw at anyone who doesn't duck fast enough.
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