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There's plenty of space as the breeze bounces all skyward matter up and over the mountains. Paced and spaced, the ribbons of harmonious fleece streak across the stark blueness that lies above. It's as if all is at one with the atmosphere as there are no collisions or lumping of mood, just those pure whites on blues - each texture allowing the other to co-exist and collaborate, making the most of the time they have together in the clear air.
There's plenty of space as the breeze bounces all skyward matter up and over the mountains. Paced and spaced, the ribbons of harmonious fleece streak across the stark blueness that lies above. It's as if all is at one with the atmosphere as there are no collisions or lumping of mood, just those pure whites on blues - each texture allowing the other to co-exist and collaborate, making the most of the time they have together in the clear air.
