froghollow skies
seen from Russia

seen from Switzerland

seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United Kingdom
seen from Spain
seen from China
seen from South Africa
seen from United States
seen from China

seen from Bulgaria

seen from Bulgaria
seen from United States
seen from China
seen from India

seen from Bangladesh

seen from Singapore
seen from Germany
seen from Netherlands
seen from China
froghollow skies
promise of petals
Lilacs in a vase by the door, though I swear I hadn’t seen them there before;
Garden overgrown in zinnias of pink— of yellow— maybe every shade, there’s too many to be sure.
Queen anne’s lace drapes my mind like a veil;
Obstruction it may be, but still it is so frail.
Black velvet petunias melt into eigengrau,
with the delight only red roses could bestow.
Declarations have weight, on paper or in a tune,
But perhaps, all I need is a peony, to say ‘I love you.’
honey days
lullaby from the mountaintop
rain and shine
yknow when villagers sit anywhere but on the benches
🍃
a meet-up spot ⛅