As the cycle goes, we are born and die. The cycle is a never ending circle of life. Returning to the earth as nature selects.
Bird of Ponds and Parks
Butterflies in Spring
Come sit awhile, there is plenty of room to explore and rest.
I was following the snow
Curled in a flower, resting for the day.
Oh, the places you’ll go.
Art is in nature, and in the night sky.
Pekin Ducks
Spring Critters
𝘑𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘱𝘩𝘰𝘵𝘰𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘐 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘧𝘶𝘭. 🪺🧿
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