There are dreams imprinted on clouds, passing over realms unknown. We look up and sigh and wish, maybe admire too, the carefreeness, the fluidity, …
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There are dreams imprinted on clouds, passing over realms unknown. We look up and sigh and wish, maybe admire too, the carefreeness, the fluidity, …
My darling husband would soon stop going out on outings with me, mostly because I get down and dirty, to do some Yoga Poses.…
My husband is definitely color blind, or so I believe. And his interest lies in portrait photography. Believe me, this is a dangerous combination.…
Hello there, not much to say today except the lights on Sydney Opera House were gorgeous. As a part of Vivid Sydney, the city…
What do you know of the pain in my heart? The smile, my friend, is a deceptive art, subtle distances, fractions apart, yet, you…
Let’s just say that I tend to go a little overboard with my passion and hobbies. My dear hubby, on the other hand, firmly…