The layer covering atmosphere had an aura of brightness as the light flickered through it and reached the surface of Earth,making it a bit scorching. The sun finding its way from horizon to the summit of sky pierced it's lucid sunlight to the people which made their faces plastered with an eeire glow, squinting eyes and glittered demeanor. The birds were soaring high with so much zeal and zest that could bring courage to even a derelict for the search of betterment in his life
It’s almost 70 degrees and there is a mild, balmy wind that keeps the air alive.
It’s a little overcast - enough to cut the glare and shadows, not enough to feel like outdoors is in a bad mood.
The light is important. It’s almost golden hour. The sun is overhead, but at that angle it feels friendly. It’s almost pi
