Lovely Day, Pretty Night

It was a Sunday. It was hot. We decided to get out of the city.
We went into the country and I once again reaffirmed, for the millionth time, that I am not a city girl, much as I try to convince myself I might be.
It was sad to come home, back to the noisy streets, lights, traffic, etc.
But I was given this view from the roof as a consolation.

Not bad.