
Tag: Lens-Artists


Roswell.

No shelter from the Snow.

Fence top.

We are the Foxes.

No, I am Sparticus!.

A last sunrise before work.

Lead on.

A place to hide secrets.

Just a hop.

Repurposed lines.

Where pilgrims trod.

One small tree.

Sun kissed web.

Lane to freedom

Winter view

October visitor

Ne’er cast a clout till May be out

Cone of dreams

Bears in the wood

Morning stillness

I saw the world

Tunes from the end of a long neck
