The remnants of a hard rain leaves its memory imprinted, on the surface of natural beauty.
Tag: red
Even at the end of Summer, some flowers cling onto their beauty as long as they can…
How much rain and wind removed the red of the rose? We look at it in eternal bloom within our hand. What’s next is up to you.
Drinking wine can be fun, but there is rarely so much joy in watching someone else drink.