gardinergirl:
pucker up.
gardinergirl:
just the tip.
gardinergirl:
So . . .
gardinergirl:
How green you are and fresh in this old world!
gardinergirl:
Hold on.
gardinergirl:
paradise.
gardinergirl:
leaf.
gardinergirl:
Today I daydreamed in yellow.
gardinergirl:
Courage doesn't always roar. Sometimes courage is the quiet voice at the end of the day saying, "I will try again tomorrow.”
gardinergirl:
wound.
gardinergirl:
stand tall.
gardinergirl:
opened up.
gardinergirl:
. . .
gardinergirl:
tou.ch
gardinergirl:
orange + orange
gardinergirl:
croci.
gardinergirl:
a soft touch.
gardinergirl:
Spring sunshine always perks me up.
gardinergirl:
The March Spring Dance.
gardinergirl:
snowdrops.
gardinergirl:
Starring Orange.
gardinergirl:
You always make me look.
gardinergirl:
Smells like spring.
gardinergirl:
I like how you see the world.
gardinergirl:
A breath of spring.
gardinergirl:
At the shallow end.
gardinergirl:
euphorbia pulcherrima, 34 days later.
gardinergirl:
A delicate connection.
gardinergirl:
The little things? The little moments? They aren't little.
gardinergirl:
Merry Christmas.
