Dee Gee fifteen: An appealing peeling ceiling
Dee Gee fifteen: Must have heard a discouraging word
Dee Gee fifteen: Not for hire. No problem. I was just looking.
Dee Gee fifteen: Preaching to a colorful choir
Dee Gee fifteen: Strawberry fields, hopefully not forever.
Dee Gee fifteen: I feel like bustin loose
Dee Gee fifteen: Back to Spring
Dee Gee fifteen: Foggy mountain breakdown
Dee Gee fifteen: So berry tasty!
Dee Gee fifteen: Rainy day rose
Dee Gee fifteen: For Crazy Tuesday, Repeating Lines
Dee Gee fifteen: Over processed dairy
Dee Gee fifteen: A shell of its former self
Dee Gee fifteen: Wild and free
Dee Gee fifteen: In training
Dee Gee fifteen: Blackbird
Dee Gee fifteen: High as a kite
Dee Gee fifteen: Blue Legumes
Dee Gee fifteen: Blowing faux smoke
Dee Gee fifteen: The Guardian
Dee Gee fifteen: Oh no! Hay is stuck to the roof of my mouth!
Dee Gee fifteen: Something is afoot
Dee Gee fifteen: Ms. Fleabane
Dee Gee fifteen: A boatload of buds
Dee Gee fifteen: The sunbather
Dee Gee fifteen: I almost slid on by
Dee Gee fifteen: It's an undone deal
Dee Gee fifteen: Buttercup in B&W