
White gold.
A blanket of ice cream.
A single path trying not to disturb the beauty or peace.
Surveying his domain as deer and turkey amble along.
Happy to ignore them, tucked in quiet bliss.
White gold.
A blanket of ice cream.
A single path trying not to disturb the beauty or peace.
Surveying his domain as deer and turkey amble along.
Happy to ignore them, tucked in quiet bliss.
Just beautiful
Yes, I think so too.
I’m craving this peace.