whitty817: berry nice
whitty817: Let us be grateful to people who make us happy, they are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom.
whitty817: Waking up this morning, I smile. Twenty-four brand new hours are before me. I vow to live fully in each moment. -Thích Nhất Hạnh
whitty817: morning glory
whitty817: winter jewels
whitty817: savoring the last pieces...
whitty817: it's raining....again
whitty817: ok, it's pretty {sometimes}
whitty817: this bud's for you :)
whitty817: “To every word of love I heard you whisper, the raindrops seem to play a sweet refrain.”
whitty817: show-off! [part 2]
whitty817: now, you're just showing off, Miss Mother Nature!
whitty817: "Nothing Gold Can Stay"
whitty817: {sugar-coated}
whitty817: until next year...
whitty817: waking up
whitty817: webbed