When the sun grows cold
and skies threaten snowI think of you
When early sunbeams bring
first declarations of spring
I think of you
and warm winds blow
I think of you
Crisp air calls
and I think of you
Original Photography
Photos were taken and printed in black and white. Color was added after with pencil.
Photo 1: "Good Morning Mishell"
Photo 2: "Summers Forgotten"