“Think I’ll just hang out in the trees, make friends with all the leaves…”
life, unabridged
backyard times at the wonderland ballroom
Taken with instagram
Camp Bryan
welcometothesunshinestatewhereitrainseveryday
good morning, blue sky. how do you do, trees? you look lovely today, clouds. (Taken with instagram)
I am like a pelican of the wilderness: I am like an owl of the desert. I watch, and am as a sparrow alone upon the house-top.
Were I called on to define, very briefly, the term Art, I should call it ‘the reproduction of what the Senses perceive in Nature through the veil of the soul.’ The mere imitation, however accurate, of what is in Nature, entitles no man to the sacred name of ‘Artist.’
-E.A. Poe
Lauren (Taken with Instagram at Camp Bryan)
For Amanda, who is making her dream a reality.
suite judy blue
Florida home, soon/not soon enough.
