Heat // a photo essay
When I think of heat, I think of summer — the glorious months of June, July and August. I am…
When I think of heat, I think of summer — the glorious months of June, July and August. I am…
There is something so magical about the carnival. I remember going as a little girl and getting so excited about…
today i am grateful for: ♥ my nation’s independence ♥ my nephew—sweetest little boy this side of heaven ♥ yummy…