Oh sweet night. Goodnight. Goodnight. All of the stars have come out to play with us, as
we dance away in to the moonlight. The sweet, cool night air kisses our hot skin, as we
run through the fields completely bare and ourselves. Our love takes us through the long
starry night, until the smell of the honeysuckle reaches us and the morning brings the
sunrise. We’ll say our goodbyes to…
He was just happy to be there.
"Hey, can you take my picture?"
Family Day at Allen Gardens.
Winter can be pretty, I guess.