Touched during the golden hour divinity caresses the landscape Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)MoreClick to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading...
Sacred Rite each bud caressed and blessed ants’ consecration Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)MoreClick to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading...
The Garden Comes Inside table bouquet caressed by a sunbeam Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)MoreClick to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading...
Caress finger of snow tracing every branch and leaf Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)MoreClick to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading...
Touch night’s cold breath caresses the branches her touch released by the sun Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)MoreClick to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading...
Below the Surface in the still beneath rain is a caress water’s breath Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)MoreClick to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading...
The Caress of Blossom closed buds pucker petals preparing for their showering of kisses Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)MoreClick to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading...
New Horizons winter caresses the line of the limb the reach of the branch every new horizon Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)MoreClick to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading...