On a breezy summer day I looked down at this wildflower in my backyard. The wind gently picked up the petals on the flower and blew them to the side. The flower was gently guided and it was a peaceful observation.
On a breezy summer day I looked down at this wildflower in my backyard. The wind gently picked up the petals on the flower and blew them to the side. The flower was gently guided and it was a peaceful observation.