Maureen F.:
Still Green in December
Maureen F.:
Winter has come
Maureen F.:
Red is the colour of passion..
Maureen F.:
Alizarin was her name
Maureen F.:
A new day, a new year
Maureen F.:
Beauty is in the details...
Maureen F.:
Flowerred !
Maureen F.:
January Red
Maureen F.:
delicacy reaching
Maureen F.:
delicacy unfolds
Maureen F.:
Yellowness
Maureen F.:
Stargazing
Maureen F.:
I will bring you flowers in the morning..
Maureen F.:
May I please see you one last time...???
Maureen F.:
last moment
Maureen F.:
one last hurrah..
Maureen F.:
disshevelled
Maureen F.:
disshevelled poet
Maureen F.:
what once was
Maureen F.:
Sweet dreams are made of these
Maureen F.:
exquisite beauty
Maureen F.:
I lay you down on a bed of orange....
Maureen F.:
The same color as his eyes.....
Maureen F.:
solo
Maureen F.:
ISOLDE
Maureen F.:
At attention!
Maureen F.:
Iris LOVES ...O R A N G E !!
Maureen F.:
Star gazing in the sun
Maureen F.:
Monet's garden
Maureen F.:
Interval of life
