Beneath the soil is constant preparation for all that is to return. The intricate detail of nature – to nurture the ground in organic silence – magic forbidden to know. Yet, some flowers are here just for one season. Immensely penetrated with beauty beyond words – a short stay will suffice. Cherished are the petals – the sisterhood of wealth beyond all explanation. The enchanted garden – a canvas of pure heaven on earth. TBH©
a rose from the garden
A rose from him – an eternal male set in stone with a love so strong that nothing will take him away from her – and never shall she doubt him. He puts her on a pedestal in his tower of beauty and thorns above the fauna and flora with his rose of infinite hope.
And she said – “for all the petals on this land today, oh darling – there’s only one rose I will never forget. And next year this will be the same – for of all the petals there is you in stone as me – together we are one.

And although people could not see them together – they were never apart. That’s true love – personal and ever lasting. Never based on assumptions and certainly not the false reality of what we perceive. Love is not fame or wealth – threads and connections. Love is something that lies in your soul – never dormant.
TBH©
colour tunnel
Alley ways always intrigue, but when they are full of colour – I linger. More of fabulous Leeds. TBH©

smile
Having a cheesy.

TBH©
Faces and Bricks
Hello colour – brightening the little spaces on busy streets. This makes me so happy.

TBH©



