Suki McLaughlan:
Walking in a winter wonderland...
Sannita_Cortes:
Last days of autumn
Victoria K. James:
A Cold Morning Commute
The Real Blue:
First Winter Walk
nicandralaval1:
a shopping day with credits
Victoria K. James:
Final Harvest
nana.pelazzi:
Piece of me...
nicandralaval1:
not scared of spiders?
KittyVonCat:
Look 2335 - Tentacion
langstrathvalley83:
Fresh Fruit
Natacha Haroldsen - Enaitch:
When the world wearies and society ceases to satisfy, there is always the garden (M. Aumônier)
nicandralaval1:
Tulum Township
Daisy Silverweb:
It's Coming..
pattybartavelle:
"When we are crushed like grapes, we cannot think of the wine we will become." Henri Nuwen. ****** «Cuando estamos aplastados como las uvas, no podemos pensar en el vino en que nos convertiremos». Henri Nouwen.
anandaheart resident:
Autumn in Second life
