Pictures that make me homesick. I always preferred being depressed near home rather than depressed away from home. Somehow, it’s more bearable that way. Advertisements
All the beautiful flowers. Perfect subjects. No effort, just beautiful. Amazing how short their lives are, yet how they imprint on the heart and soul. Bloom mightily with every fiber of their being and then fade away. Yet somehow if you capture that right moment, in their youth and beauty, nothing else matters after that….