Looking from above,

I imagine the seasons change.

Nature’s white blanket spreads, ...

The sun feels warm,

Even in the fall.

A few strangers linger around...

An orange sunrise,

Rare for late October,

With dense clouds, ...

Empty hallways,

Lightened images,

Space to breathe. ...

Sometimes I feel bright,

Light,

Even right! ...

Buildings,

A bridge,

Castle in the hills, ...

Searching in the dark

When it’s starring me in the face,

Because I do not like, ...

What if I was the sheep, could speak sheep, and was trying to win over that special one in the flock that felt right for me? Maybe I would say…

Would you open your leaves

One at a time,

So I can look into your eyes? ...

Running around,

Playing catch,

Rolling downhill, ...

Surprisingly,

Bumpers cars still exist.

And today’s children...

A calm lake,

Blue skies,

Distant, clear horizons...

My friend,

He has a heart of gold.

If he could, ...

Three weeks have passed,

They’ve changed color,

And a few, ...

When I first saw this picture, I had no clue where Susanne took it. For the life of me I couldn’t figure out why and where these numbers could ....

Sunday afternoon,

Working the field,

Up and down, ...

Only a few leaves left…

Most fallen,

Blown into the fields, ...

There’s a farmer close to our village with a few planted fields of corn. I’ve watched them grow since the day they were planted. Today, they’re slowly drying ...

When my day comes,

I wish I could look like this:

Used, empty, ...

I miss those days,

When they were small,

Cuddly, soft, innocent. ...