Tuesday, 24 June 2014

A Summer's Day

It was June and the world smelled of roses. The sunlight was like powdered gold over the grassy hillside. - Maud Hart Lovelace

 The End!

Tuesday, 3 June 2014

In a Meadow

Nothing is so strong as gentleness. Nothing is so gentle as real strength. - St Francis de Sales

Here is my world today...


The end!