Giuseppina Tedesco

Giuseppina Tedesco

Giuseppina Tedesco
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mountain crocus. via  mostly peculiar. Does one illumined from without become illumined within? Not unlike Teachers and their students, perhaps?

Mountain crocus by Péter Koczkás on ~ via mostly peculiar. Does one illumined from without become illumined within? Not unlike Teachers and their students, perhaps?

Ana Rosa

She fell gently like a blossom, floating softly, citrine drops of fragrant rain blooming from her silken skin of petals, emerging sunlight sparkling in her eyes as she looked at me and smiled.

In Flanders fields the poppies blow, Between the crosses row on row To mark our place; We shall not sleep though poppies grow In Flanders fields. John McCrae, - Written to honor those who lost their lives on France's fields during WWI.