Rooftops of September

A Quiet Morning Remembered Through an Old Photograph

Looking at this photo pulls me right back to that morning—September 17, 2008. The crispness of the air, the subtle light of the sun just beginning to rise over the rooftops, feels tangible again. I remember standing there, gazing out of the window, letting the silence of the early hour settle over me. The gabled roofs, their red tiles still cool from the night, glowed faintly in the dawn’s soft light. In the distance, the steeple stood tall, timeless, watching over the city just as it did that day. It's a moment caught between light and shadow, a quiet reflection of a city waking up.