When we went into the slums of Dandora, for the first time in my life I entered a place that almost seemed void of color.
It was almost as if I was experiencing a film that was once black-and-white and then poorly colorized. Although color was present, it just didn’t match the reality of what we were experiencing.
Today I am so thankful for the transforming fall leaves.
Fire reds, golden yellows, bright oranges, and the greens of life. @wattsoflove.