aurelio.asiain:
What kind of portrait is this?
aurelio.asiain:
when the fruits of winter rippen
aurelio.asiain:
Please give her my warmest regards
aurelio.asiain:
Sometime's good to turn your head
aurelio.asiain:
Not a single leaf but snowflakes
aurelio.asiain:
On top of the Golden Pavillion
aurelio.asiain:
No sun, just the falling snow
aurelio.asiain:
It was more than reflected light