where the days pour down like honey— Gemma Wiseman (@AuraGem) May 30, 2020
and the scents are fresh and clear
it's a place to feel at home
down the old forgotten road https://t.co/EmW4CW9j1k
Connecting moments in my peninsula world, my Australia and beyond...Whatever speaks to my thalassophile soul in these tidal days...
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