Another Time Out: Have I Mentioned How Much I Love Flowers?
Everything is blooming most recklessly; if it were voices instead of colors, there would be an unbelievable shrieking into the heart of the night. ~Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters of Rainer Maria Rilke
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letempspasse
June 24, 2011 at 9:23 amLove your first picture….. feels like a bed of flowers begging to craddle a dreamer….
And loves your #26 P post too !
saxtonstudio
June 24, 2011 at 10:40 pmThank you!