Many years passed after I left the city where I grew up. It was a typical town symbolizing past high economic growth and I missed most of scenes in my memory. I never would have guessed I missed my way there. Only a navigation system told me where I should turn. One thing completely same as what I know was, of course, nature, layered thunderclouds, fresh flower petals and ice needles.
In response to the weekly photo challenge, Layered by The Daily Post.





