LarryHB: Heaven on Earth
LarryHB: Sunset over the Mississippi
LarryHB: Trickle; to flow or fall by drops, or in a small, gentle stream
LarryHB: Patience
LarryHB: The voices which we hear in solitude, grow faint and inaudible as we enter into the world
LarryHB: The Quest
LarryHB: Walking the dog.
LarryHB: Castor River Shut-Ins
LarryHB: When the clouds hung oppressively low in the heavens
LarryHB: A dimness like a Fog
LarryHB: Standing Guard
LarryHB: Neath the willows by the stream
LarryHB: A tree says so much without words.
LarryHB: Nature always wears the colors of the spirit.
LarryHB: The sky is low, the clouds are mean
LarryHB: Evening Decends
LarryHB: Blue Dreams
LarryHB: Watching the sun sink.
LarryHB: Forest Trail
LarryHB: The beauty is in Mosses.
LarryHB: The long brown path before me leading wherever I choose
LarryHB: The Tones of the Waterfalls
LarryHB: A Nautral Wonder
LarryHB: Crossing the Bridge
LarryHB: Flowers on the wall
LarryHB: House under the Tree
LarryHB: Heart of the Forest
LarryHB: Endurance
LarryHB: Girls just want to have fun.