Walking around the lake I came across the butterfly wings
lying together in amongst the leaves and moss under the trees
in "the place where bluebells grow".
I carried them home, so fragile and beautiful.
All around... the mellowness of Autumn and the fragility of life...
I dedicate this post to my friend Anne who is so ill..
and so beautiful and passionate about life..
lying together in amongst the leaves and moss under the trees
in "the place where bluebells grow".
I carried them home, so fragile and beautiful.
All around... the mellowness of Autumn and the fragility of life...
I dedicate this post to my friend Anne who is so ill..
and so beautiful and passionate about life..
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