O softest breeze which skims my face and stirs with such mysterious grace…
And here I will sit with you and share this wine and bread until the stars come greet us …
Watching the river running through the mystical forest…
DRD- The Last Christmas Shop – Complete collection
N4RS @ the Arcade!
Getting my little seaside studio ready for Christmas …
Protest against unnecessary and inconsiderate criticism towards those that voluntarily promote your SL creations!!!
The waves crash on a rocky seashore incredible how the rocks stand a little more worn.
Autumn stayed a little longer at the old creek cottage
Some of them stayed behind to face the winter…
Far from the city’s dust and heat I get but sounds and odours sweet…
Precious wonder under the calm moonlight You are the gracious Queen of the Night…
Even the Robins have found their comfort at the old prison yard…
Fruits and veggies on the counter
I remember the amazing cakes granny used to bake for our weekend visits in the country…
Rejoiceful Reunion
A little tour through our exquisite Mortuary-shop where downstairs you’ll find our renowned hygienic storage…
A cloak of blueness covers the cobblestones towards the once so lively manor…
Fair was the morning fair our tempers and We had seen nothing fairer than that land…
And ghastly haunt thy native place and suck the blood of all thy race…
On the blackest of nights, as the winter sets in, There is a shadow moving in the distance…
Just before we slip into Autumn, let’s gather Summer’s last scents …
Every angle is set to catch a glimpse of your presence
October at the doorstep yet still the meadows are golden green
Mr. Thomas our dear pointer is watching the robins welcoming autumn…
They come from far and wide to visit the Unique bric-a-brac Antique-shop…
A table filled with fruit while summer sings her last song
Down at the little café at the harbour, nobody cares who you are or what you do …
While preparing a Summer’s end brunch I’m staring upon this beautiful setting thinking… How time flies…
At the other part of town there’s a slightly different vibration they do have a public restroom though…
Los flamencos hacen cola para un buen tequila!
We will camp on the farmers’ fields at backcountry creek …
A toppled thermos and leftovers scooped up and lugged away….
Deep and low vibrations resonate into her sunlit room
And then the wanderer stranded at this magical place and agreed to stay there for a while…
To seek the sound of sun steeped weather…
Remember we met in a time when there were Newsstands near every city-station
Deep conversation at the central station Neon-pub
Welcome to Chateaux Chevalier where we you can stay at our B&B…
Let´s have a Mid/city summertime Ice-cream break!
I remember that it all happened at Whitehorse square
Urban lemonfresh vibes in search of that sweet mellow sound..
I’ll be at the Good Vibes retro gaming lounge…
While laying my cards on the table I realize the beauty of this place …
Come find shells and enjoy time at our little castle at the sea…
This old town was built with a language that has not been spoken for a long time
On the soft turf that clothes the mountain brow, Marks the bright sea-line mingling with the skies…
Lavender Lemons and the smell of freshly washed linen
