"Thou look odd, greybeard, Why not you fall??"
"Falleth will I now, Youth, awaitest thou tomorrow!!"
The wallpaper version can be downloaded here.
A New Photographer, The Society more Clear.
Shes whom I call the flame of the forest, I met her again yesterday.
Grandpa told me this beauty is poisonous; "...her pollen at the least" he continued, " can get you to a world afar..."
Monsoon lacks colors of course, but then the wild is always in its spring.
Another Monsoon tale;