αlєѕѕαи∂яα:
Sunday morning
αlєѕѕαи∂яα:
A golden November day
αlєѕѕαи∂яα:
Primroses
αlєѕѕαи∂яα:
Riomaggiore
αlєѕѕαи∂яα:
Good Morning
αlєѕѕαи∂яα:
Torino
αlєѕѕαи∂яα:
Golden autumn afternoon
αlєѕѕαи∂яα:
"November's sky is chill and drear, November's leaf is red and sear."
αlєѕѕαи∂яα:
Devil's Bridge
αlєѕѕαи∂яα:
La Primavera
αlєѕѕαи∂яα:
Lago del Laux
αlєѕѕαи∂яα:
Why do we fall, sir? So that we can learn to pick ourselves up.
αlєѕѕαи∂яα:
Turn your face to the sun and the shadows fall behind you.
αlєѕѕαи∂яα:
Autumn Avenue