Pull up a chair and relax. This is where I write, with my eyes. Stay as long as you like. You'll find me, where the wild roses grow ♥
bleeding the pink
from a reddened dawn
crisp winter rosé
Gorgeous, handsome, this picture looks like oniric realms.
I love it!
Dawn’s early light is so very different ~ realizing shades of rose & pink ~ then laid upon the earth gently reflected back to us on housed muted tones ~ snow & ice~~ simply beautiful morning to find your work! ~ thank u
This is beautiful!
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