Just a random place, random day, random moment…

Let the conjuring of the arts begin!
Just a random place, random day, random moment…
🎵Far over the misty mountains cold
To dungeons deep and caverns old
We must away, ere break of day
To seek our pale enchanted gold
The pines were roaring on the heights
The winds was moaning in the night
The fire was red, it flaming spread
The trees like torches blazed with light🎵
- The Hobbit
(For some reason this beautiful song stuck with me for this picture, while thinking of a quote to write😊)
Colors renewed and lives refreshed
When the sky showers love.