Romy Sweet Sunflower:
I give the colour back to winter.
Romy Sweet Sunflower:
I give the colour back to winter.
Romy Sweet Sunflower:
I give the colour back to winter.
Romy Sweet Sunflower:
I give the colour back to winter.
Romy Sweet Sunflower:
Winter has trapped the sun. I went out to free it through my femininity.
Romy Sweet Sunflower:
Winter has trapped the sun. I went out to free it through my femininity.
Romy Sweet Sunflower:
The dreams of summer are open and free!
Romy Sweet Sunflower:
The dreams of summer are open and free!
Romy Sweet Sunflower:
Years ago in summer, I strolled unashamedly through the enchanted castle park
Romy Sweet Sunflower:
In summer, the fairy of the rocks sometimes appears and shows you the beauty of the stones.
Romy Sweet Sunflower:
...die von deiner Anmut und Schönheit erzähl'n...
Romy Sweet Sunflower:
Selling dreams was all I knew.
Romy Sweet Sunflower:
Have you heard? It's Samhain! The witches welcome winter!
Romy Sweet Sunflower:
On a wonderful autumn day, the Belvedere Park appears even more magnificent than usual!
Romy Sweet Sunflower:
On a wonderful autumn day, the Belvedere Park appears even more magnificent than usual!
Romy Sweet Sunflower:
On a wonderful autumn day, the Belvedere Park appears even more magnificent than usual!
Romy Sweet Sunflower:
In autumn, the black ravens fight against the white ravens for the fading light!
Romy Sweet Sunflower:
The sun, wind and clouds can't agree on which of them gets to play with me.-
Romy Sweet Sunflower:
The days are already getting noticeably darker, but the heart is still open!
Romy Sweet Sunflower:
The days are already getting noticeably darker, but the heart is still open!
Romy Sweet Sunflower:
The days are already getting noticeably darker, but the heart is still open!
Romy Sweet Sunflower:
The days are already getting noticeably darker, but the heart is still open!
Romy Sweet Sunflower:
The days are already getting noticeably darker, but the heart is still open!
Romy Sweet Sunflower:
They fade slowly. Even the queen of flowers is losing the battle against transience.
Romy Sweet Sunflower:
They fade slowly. Even the queen of flowers is losing the battle against transience.
Romy Sweet Sunflower:
Come and see, the beauty of my country is stunning.
Romy Sweet Sunflower:
Come and see, the beauty of my country is stunning.
Romy Sweet Sunflower:
Come and see, the beauty of my country is stunning.
Romy Sweet Sunflower:
Everyone should take the time to look at the beauty of nature from time to time.
Romy Sweet Sunflower:
Everyone should take the time to look at the beauty of nature from time to time.
