Kuvaus: “Every sunset is an opportunity to reset.”

Kuvaus: But it is never over; nothing ends until we want it to. Look, in shattered midnights, On black ice under silver trees, We are still dancing, dancing.

Kuvaus: What draws us into the desert is the search for something intimate in the remote

Kuvaus: Let us dance in the sun, wild flowers in our hair

Kuvaus: A love grown old holds summer´s soul

Kuvaus: Summer always ends with good memories

Kuvaus: “Lord, what fools these mortals be!”

Kuvaus: I'd better make hay while the sun shines.

Kuvaus: “In the spring, at the end of the day, you should smell like dirt.”

Kuvaus: A walk in nature walks the soul Back Home