“The midday sun is once again, making is play around, casting curious figures in all the shadows across each and every surface” Gun Roswell

Shadows of light

The multitude of sun light, casting so many shadows again, in the warmth of the midday plight, painting tall shadows to each and every surface there is to find, tell tale signs of a surprise, left behind, those curious figures for the mere mortals to admire and to figure out the purpose, if any, what was left behind.