For some reason I didn't have my journal with me when I took these pictures. Or a pen. Luckily I had my camera. I wanted so desperately to capture the feeling of these few wonderful moments before they disappeared.
It was twilight and I was waiting for Mr. F to finish up for the day. Parked outside of his office, I listened to a local classical music radio station and clicked away at the shutter of my point-and-shoot. Everything looked perfect. The Troodos mountains in the distance, the clouds that separated enough between rain storms to let the last rays of sun for the day weave their way through the clouds and blades of grass. After so much rain, the yellow was intoxicating. The world glowed with relief and joy. As I listened to the music on the radio, I felt myself beaming like one of those rays of sun. It was a beautiful day and somehow I was lucky enough to be a part of it.
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