Showing posts with label pink cammo. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pink cammo. Show all posts
Sunday, June 10, 2012
Summer Sunset.
The sky tonight looks like a watercolour with a pink wash over it . A little too bright in some spots, barely there in others. Positively exquisite. It was a lovely weekend
Sunday, June 13, 2010
Ancient History: Beyond the Hedge; Pink Cammo
3/31/08
Pink cammo
There it lay, discarded or dropped, at the side of the path. A scarf, a pink cammo scarf, in the dirty receding winter snow waiting perhaps for Spring?
Is there a nefarious plan afoot to secret tiny girls in rose bushes; sweet spring babies in the apple blossoms?
Pink cammo
There it lay, discarded or dropped, at the side of the path. A scarf, a pink cammo scarf, in the dirty receding winter snow waiting perhaps for Spring?
Is there a nefarious plan afoot to secret tiny girls in rose bushes; sweet spring babies in the apple blossoms?
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