Monday, 1 February 2016

February 2016










Fly me to the moon
and let me play among the stars
let me see what spring time is like
on Jupiter and Mars





Just imagine becoming the way you used to be as a very young child, before you understood the meaning of any word, before opinions took over your mind. The real you is loving, joyful, and free. The real you is just like a flower, just like the wind, just like the ocean, just like the sun.


put out to pasture





Camp Kularroo Kuranda 17/02/2016





Seal with a Kiss

















Hey Leonardo




They watch...















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