jess hughes: summer afternoon
jess hughes: Summer's almost over. It's sad, isn't it? Makes you want to - I don't know - reach out and hold it back.
jess hughes: towards the sun
jess hughes: faith is not a delicate flower which would wither away under the slightest stormy weather
jess hughes: hang on
jess hughes: dream of heaven
jess hughes: there is a certain majesty in simplicity which is far above all the quaintness of wit
jess hughes: these are little packets of light...
jess hughes: beginnings
jess hughes: then cometh spring, which all the land doth nourish
jess hughes: a moment of peace even when the night ends
jess hughes: think spring
jess hughes: this is a world filled with love
jess hughes: daffodil
jess hughes: I don't mind waiting for a little while, he said
jess hughes: romance
jess hughes: I don't have many vices beyond caring what other people think, she said, but that's a big one.
jess hughes: sticking his neck out because he's tired of just sitting there hoping people will notice him for his calm energy
jess hughes: flowers
jess hughes: sweet springtime
jess hughes: frangipani
jess hughes: rear view
jess hughes: reaching