A new flower framed by a new leaf.
A new flower framed by a new leaf.
I definitely can’t do this.
A bright burst of yellow surrounded by gold and green; almost unnoticeable, and yet so clearly different.
I’m a wee squirrel, Mr. Walter Jynkins.
The leaves are still clinging on, even though they’re dead.
Three windows, nine muntins, three walls, eleven stairs.
I used the clunky erase tool on my phone to make the background blurry and ethereal. The character is looking over out of curiosity, on…
I filled the frame with my dog who had just gotten a haircut. This is often how much I see of her since she forces…
I habitually eat Life cereal for breakfast.