Organ Rhythms Under the Rain

Endless days of cold snow. The crisp air hugs my body, The trees I live next to remain dormant throughout the winter. I stare up at them, excited to see the Spring shift. I tell them, I love you. I’m waiting for Spring. I’m waiting for Organ Rhythms Under the Rain. Camera: Bolex Medium: 16mm Montreal during Winter

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