I was following the snow
Oh, the places you’ll go.
Curled in a flower, resting for the day.
As the cycle goes, we are born and die. The cycle is a never ending circle of life. Returning to the earth as nature selects.
Never Going Back Again
Spiders 🕷️
Art is in nature, and in the night sky.
Hidden in Nature 🪺
Come sit awhile, there is plenty of room to explore and rest.
Spring Critters
𝘑𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘱𝘩𝘰𝘵𝘰𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘐 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘧𝘶𝘭. 🪺🧿
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