As she waits at the station… a train of thoughts pass by… mourning over grief left behind…carrying along the the undeniable luggage… gathering courage for what’s yet to come…
Pink and blush centerpieces with a neoclassic view…
This ancient attraction for flowers is as much a poetic inheritance as it is a cultural inheritance..
Through the fog of nowhere I keep trying to focus but you keep fading away
Lucy’s Coffee and Dreamcakes corner…
A brick layered suburb at the edge of a stressed community…
Every good Brewery has a cat for guardian…
One by one bluebirds appear on the terrace and start their early morning hymn …
To take pleasure in the spring flowers given today…
A Freehand Forest foreground on a Rustic afternoon…
A spring bouquet serves as inspiration for Monday morning elevenses…
Perfect measurements through the eye of the maritime carpenter…
