And the scales fell from our eyes and we covered ourselves in Fig Rolls and sang sea shanties like... "wave and a wave and a bonny ocean oh!,For my love is a wasted on the girl with the laughing eyes" till Griselda the giraffe with the polo sweater and the golf cart banged the gong and we all went in for tea.
What an evocative apple! That's no red delicious apple, but surely something with flavor--so round and firm, and the stones so wet. This made me stop and think, somehow, about the nature of desire. Thanks.
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Never seen any apple of this kind... beautiful.
And the scales fell from our eyes and we covered ourselves in Fig Rolls and sang sea shanties like... "wave and a wave and a bonny ocean oh!,For my love is a wasted on the girl with the laughing eyes"
till Griselda the giraffe with the polo sweater and the golf cart banged the gong and we all went in for tea.
TFE- Not to mention the high grand panjandrum with the button on his head.
I can see the Rose Window! And great pebbling to match the apple.
Well, it did Eve no harm.
I love the water on the stone... how it is the same as the apple....
An apple? Looks kind of weird.
delicious window
What an evocative apple! That's no red delicious apple, but surely something with flavor--so round and firm, and the stones so wet. This made me stop and think, somehow, about the nature of desire. Thanks.
I like this so much, full of diferent textures. A beautiful picture.
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