Greenhouse
I do not know the fate of the greenhouse. It’s in a state of reconstruction or destruction. I’m not sure which.
Even in this dilapidated state the light filtering through the glass that remains in place is a source of hope and warmth.
I do not know the fate of the greenhouse. It’s in a state of reconstruction or destruction. I’m not sure which.
Even in this dilapidated state the light filtering through the glass that remains in place is a source of hope and warmth.