
These are from our tree. Their skin is paper thin and the fruit sweet and buttery. We always counts the months until they start to fall.
Hidden I wonder what's hidden behind that entrance to some mysterious and likely magic world! ^^ Behind A rainbow behind our ancient…
Yesterday's early afternoon sky as a storm approached;
When one thinks of the New York City Subway one thinks of the underground tunnels. The nearest station in my neighborhood, like several on this line…