DaveyMorr: the yellow sun shines bright.
DaveyMorr: water.
DaveyMorr: Fall is here.
DaveyMorr: Reflection.
DaveyMorr: Fall is here.
DaveyMorr: Sunset with some snow thrown in.
DaveyMorr: exaggerating the edge.
DaveyMorr: where do these things come from?
DaveyMorr: nonsense.
DaveyMorr: summer of '89.
DaveyMorr: will nature make a man of me yet?
DaveyMorr: there can still be colors in winter. (day 7/365)
DaveyMorr: (day 10/365)
DaveyMorr: nature is a language, can't you read? (day 35/365)
DaveyMorr: winter dreams (day 38/365)
DaveyMorr: spring? (day 39/365)
DaveyMorr: (day 40/365)
DaveyMorr: sooc (day 41/365)
DaveyMorr: same stuff, different day (day 47/365)