In the morning, the light is a soft and gentle haze over the islands. The sense of the potential heat of the day is caught in the streams of light, waiting for the day to stretch out and reveal itself. The midday sun bounces and blazes, dancing along the rooftops, shimmying off city walls; bright light off white walls. The island is sun-bleached, bathed in strong, white light, and coated in a fine dusting of desert sand.
Malta
Malta
Malta
In the morning, the light is a soft and gentle haze over the islands. The sense of the potential heat of the day is caught in the streams of light, waiting for the day to stretch out and reveal itself. The midday sun bounces and blazes, dancing along the rooftops, shimmying off city walls; bright light off white walls. The island is sun-bleached, bathed in strong, white light, and coated in a fine dusting of desert sand.