Oh my, Lady gorgeous, picture, lovely quote.
In The Circle of the Seasons
Time flows like wine
And seasons season the year with subtle flavors
The bitter kiss of frost’s rime, in icy Winter’s embrace
The first soft warm winds of Spring upon your face
The sultry heat of a Summer’s wanton joy to savor
Until Fall’s golden signs
At any point along that ever circling line
One is aware of time’s passing, the span of a day
Wherein a magic does lay, as rare and fine as spun gold
Now and here is the place to harvest wonder till your old
For that is the reason for the set of seasons I say
And here you will find life, embellished so fine
That’s one of my shots from a couple weeks ago. It would have been mind blowing if I could have prayed the sun out.