Photo taken on a gloomy Sunday. The good thing was that, the road was almost empty. How serene.
A nice thing to look at before leaving the house. But he who dares not grasp the thorn Should never crave the rose. Anne Brontë
Somewhere over the rainbow Way up high And the dreams that you dreamed of Once in a lullaby Somewhere over the rainbow Blue birds fly And the dreams that you dreamed of Dreams really do come true From the busy road, 9 Nov 2015