|kristine|:
This world is but a canvas to our imagination ~ Thoreau
|kristine|:
The space between
|kristine|:
Winter web
|kristine|:
Befogged
|kristine|:
It is not length of life, but depth of life ~Emerson
|kristine|:
Ducks in a row
|kristine|:
Center of attention
|kristine|:
Lofty posts make great men greater still, and small men much smaller
|kristine|:
Forever is composed of nows ~ Emily Dickinson
|kristine|:
Three point perspective
|kristine|:
Winter waking
|kristine|:
Harbor hues
|kristine|:
Hidden
|kristine|:
Morning Glow
|kristine|:
Some days shift happens
|kristine|:
Moody blues
|kristine|:
Catch you later
|kristine|:
Duck-soup
|kristine|:
Nature never fails you
|kristine|:
Find your Peace
|kristine|:
Fallin'
|kristine|:
Hooked
|kristine|:
At the edge
|kristine|:
I would rather be on the road to nowhere than not on the road at all
|kristine|:
Waves of grey on Puget Sound
|kristine|:
Puget Sound
|kristine|:
If the path before you is clear, you're probably on someone else's~
