Life – two dogs and a camera

Love

Be mine, Valentine.

Yesterdays

Loss for words.

Making peace with the insect world.

Magical

Fun and cold.

“Hope smiles from the threshold of the year to come, Whispering ‘it will be happier’. ― Alfred Lord Tennyson

what’s the rush?

Wilderness Tonic.

You will abide.

We all make choices.

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