A Silhouette Of A Woman In Front Of A Sunset Art

bicyle resting against a wall
bicyle resting against a wall
bicyle resting against a wall
bicyle resting against a wall
bicyle resting against a wall
bicyle resting against a wall
bicyle resting against a wall
bicyle resting against a wall
bicyle resting against a wall
bicyle resting against a wall
bicyle resting against a wall
bicyle resting against a wall
bicyle resting against a wall
bicyle resting against a wall
bicyle resting against a wall
bicyle resting against a wall
bicyle resting against a wall
bicyle resting against a wall
bicyle resting against a wall
bicyle resting against a wall
bicyle resting against a wall
bicyle resting against a wall
bicyle resting against a wall
animal standing in natural pose
animal standing in natural pose
animal standing in natural pose
animal standing in natural pose
animal standing in natural pose
animal standing in natural pose
animal standing in natural pose
animal standing in natural pose
animal standing in natural pose
bicyle resting against a wall
bicyle resting against a wall
bicyle resting against a wall
bicyle resting against a wall
bicyle resting against a wall
bicyle resting against a wall
bicyle resting against a wall
bicyle resting against a wall
Angel with flowing robes
The San Gorgonio Pass, Mt. San Gorgonio) rises in the North, all hoary-frost and granite. Snake-like clouds adorning her peak, I gaze past the big white house toward her uplifted boulders. And at the South, Mt. San Jacinto has lost his head in cloud. Burned bones against a blue sky backdrop. Between the two, another sunrise gleams and beams of brilliant, white-hot day flash forth: They accentuate the Sonora desert’s west extreme, and last night’s moon forgot to go away.