...geraniums in my porch... |
...deer running through the wheat field; they come up to the house each evening, mother and child... |
...quintessentially English Cowparsley... |
...school speech day marquee... |
...roses on the trellis... |
...sunny evening long shadows... |
...Boo's oldest toy... |
...blurry summer orchard moon... |
...an old picture of the Boos, but nonetheless what Cornwall is all about for us; slowing down... |
Tidak ada komentar:
Posting Komentar