a photograph by Sonja Bingen
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fourwindowspress · creative writing, pastel art, and essays
i love the contrast in textures here, as well as the living/non-living things factor
A special moment – butterflies are so beautiful, the true definition of living free.
God bless.
Breathtaking!
It’s as if the butterfly knows that he/she might look its best against the concrete. But perhaps it is the unknowing … Wonderful photo!
Beautiful … 🙂 xox