When you love your job… just not the rest of the package.
When a passing is just the beginning….
At the splendour of springtimes dawn, like watching fragile meadow grass shift his fingers stroked her sun-kissed skin. Admiring the… Read more Spring Symphony
The cold floor beneath her feet was invigorating as she skipped with the taste of freedom coursing through her veins.… Read more Time
Heels echoed on the cool tiles amplified by the corridor’s walls. Watery mud created a snail trail by her once-white… Read more Unpredicted
White flowers, the size of a freckle sun-kissing the skin, scatter like dots amongst the green carpet that lay beside… Read more Wondrous Weeds
My thongs sink slightly towards the gravelly edge of a red muddy beach, where the bitumen road disappears under the… Read more The Nature Show