Romy Sweet Sunflower:
The lovely September sun enchants the land
Romy Sweet Sunflower:
The lovely September sun enchants the land
Romy Sweet Sunflower:
Light-hearted walk in the beautiful rococo garden of the chateau
Romy Sweet Sunflower:
I wake up my friend, the old tree. He has slept through the winter, but now his spirits are awakening.
Romy Sweet Sunflower:
I wake up my friend, the old tree. He has slept through the winter, but now his spirits are awakening.
Romy Sweet Sunflower:
The flower of the morning awakens the rock. Its loveliness makes its hardness fade.
Romy Sweet Sunflower:
The flower of the morning awakens the rock. Its loveliness makes its hardness fade.
Romy Sweet Sunflower:
Romy walks at leisure in the enchanting garden of Margravine Wilhelmine.
Romy Sweet Sunflower:
Romy walks at leisure in the enchanting garden of Margravine Wilhelmine.
Romy Sweet Sunflower:
Romy walks at leisure in the enchanting garden of Margravine Wilhelmine.
Romy Sweet Sunflower:
The fairy is happy about the autumn sun and thereby draws strength for the winter.
Romy Sweet Sunflower:
The fairy is happy about the autumn sun and thereby draws strength for the winter.
Romy Sweet Sunflower:
Memories of summers long gone
Romy Sweet Sunflower:
Memories of summers long gone
Romy Sweet Sunflower:
Memories of summers long gone
Romy Sweet Sunflower:
Feeling the spring breeze on your bare skin is an inspiring experience.
Romy Sweet Sunflower:
Feeling the spring breeze on your bare skin is an inspiring experience.
Romy Sweet Sunflower:
Feeling the spring breeze on your bare skin is an inspiring experience.
Romy Sweet Sunflower:
Feeling the spring breeze on your bare skin is an inspiring experience.
Romy Sweet Sunflower:
Come and see, the beauty of my country is stunning.
Romy Sweet Sunflower:
They fade slowly. Even the queen of flowers is losing the battle against transience.
Romy Sweet Sunflower:
In summer, the fairy of the rocks sometimes appears and shows you the beauty of the stones.