That golden hour in the morning made every corner in Angkor Wat shimmer with radiance. I could close my eyes any time, think of this wonderful morning, and be instantly taken to that moment as I walk through the first steps of the complex. The grass rustled quietly with every step. I hear distant voices. The cold morning breeze softly enveloped me as I pull my pashmina closer to my skin and marvel at the enchanting sight ahead.
Taking a pause with the black and white film for some touch of gold.
Touch of gold indeed.. the first one is incredible. :)
ReplyDeleteThank you, Katie! I appreciate it as always :)
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