FloraIn the winter, far beneath the bitter snows; lies the seed, that with the sun’s love, in the spring becomes the rose. - Amanda McBroom View fullsize View fullsize View fullsize View fullsize View fullsize View fullsize View fullsize View fullsize View fullsize View fullsize View fullsize View fullsize View fullsize View fullsize View fullsize View fullsize View fullsize View fullsize View fullsize View fullsize View fullsize View fullsize View fullsize View fullsize
