The colours rust and brown
She stared at me, and soon fled
Her image, though, was captured
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The colours rust and brown
She stared at me, and soon fled
Her image, though, was captured
©ecoseasons, All Rights Reserved
Fiction, thoughts and essays.
Never rust.
Crafting my thoughts into poetry and prose.
Zomaar wat
- Si crea ciò che il cuore pensa - @ElyGioia
Fort Worth Camera Club
All about Life
Poetry, fiction
Photography by Michael Randall
secondlife, fashion, beauty, lingerie...
Photography is the Art of Exposing your Soul
23 years old girl travelling solo on a motorcycle.
haiku + images
A dedication to Hipstamatic
Adventures in life from the Sunshine State to the Golden Gate
waphco wandering photons collector
(Naked, Introspective, Outward-Looking, Exposed... A Work In Progress, Nonlinear...)
Wow. How does one come face to face with a fox?
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Hi, I’ve set up a wildlife camera and got this lucky shot! 🙂 Thanks!
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Fox is up to no good, no doubt.
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Probably getting some fresh food for her cub’s! Thanks!
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