Brandi-Maria:
I don't know how to describe this one.
Brandi-Maria:
I wake my nose to smell that Ocean Burn
Brandi-Maria:
late-afternoon light
Brandi-Maria:
Autumn
Brandi-Maria:
Cuban Sunset
Brandi-Maria:
Apparently I have taken to black and whites.
Brandi-Maria:
"As green to gold, and gold to brown; the leaves will fall to feed the ground. and in their falling, make no sound."
Brandi-Maria:
Beacon Hill
Brandi-Maria:
Big World
Brandi-Maria:
sleep
Brandi-Maria:
ecdemomania
Brandi-Maria:
take me with you