SilviaMeda:
rossospino
SilviaMeda:
Like ice...in summer...
SilviaMeda:
Loneliness
SilviaMeda:
"The color of springtime is in the flowers, the color of winter is in the imagination."
SilviaMeda:
L'impeto dell'acqua...immobile...il ghiaccio la divora...
SilviaMeda:
"A light wind swept over the corn, and all nature laughed in the sunshine"
SilviaMeda:
Very glad to see you again..
SilviaMeda:
And you too, of course!
SilviaMeda:
Summer time...
SilviaMeda:
Nothing but the truth
SilviaMeda:
Freshly baked...