Hello December, your colours are pops of red here and there & when you give us some sunshine we play with your shadows again and again.
Just hang in the field, three, two one.
By now you should be ready for our adventure....
Surrounded by trains, grass, branches, and occasional bystanders... We like crisp air, fresh and clean - this is it, the place I like to breathe.
For a positive degree weather in December, we wish you a golden hue.
Every one of us is born be free. We should stay free, you hear that world?
So I'm sure now you get what we do....
We climb little hills.
Climb some more hills.
Blend in with nature.
Enjoy kid art jackets.
Get confused as hell. Yara: Hey Jude, look at the camera. Don't make it bad...
We sing, then hold our laughter in...
Hey, show me how to fly.
& When we fail, we make wings.
Red lips and rosey backs... "Say you'll see me again.." Ya we went there.
Bangles & Textiles.
Catch my hand. Haha.
Well, oh Lawd. This jacket is so touchable.