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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