Auckland The city of sails—a fleet awaits instructions,dully fog descends. Rate this: Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest More Share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Like Loading...
Morning It’s sunny side up;tiny daisies on the street—a cracking morning. Rate this: Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest More Share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Like Loading...
Brave Amongst the yellowscourageously reds stand outrobust clivias. Rate this: Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest More Share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Like Loading...
Fog I wake to engines—inside, my brain fog clears up,outside it descends. Rate this: Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest More Share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Like Loading...
Dance A dance of shadows:emeralds in the ceilinglighting up the room. Rate this: Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest More Share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Like Loading...