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Fleurs de Mai

This morning I was suddenly overcome by the feeling that I’m finally doing what I’ve always wanted to do.  I’m Living.  Breathing.  Working my ass off for something I’m proud of and still finding time to stop and admire the flowers.


Not Van Gogh's Irises, but still.


Like wild strawberries, or burning eye sockets. You pick.


Just before Theo peed on them.


And just in case you needed to be reminded that HOLY SH*T Nature is Beautiful.

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  • ‘Cita

    So Gorgeous!!! Thank you for the view.

  • Marisa

    Love the shot of the irises

  • Tara

    Love the shot of the burning eye balls