Deeply blue slightest hint of Tuscan golden light seeps through clouded skies; while God like images dance about - and cathedral bells ring... Brilliance not defined by the written word, or captured moments looking glass lens Nikon click and go immortal I could fall in love here I could walk the streets of stone Sidestepping …
Trilby Yates
My words are a direct reflection of what is being played out in my mind. For artistic purpose and dramatic effect I have duct-tapped the "edit" button…
Trilby Yates 