This is Love.

Winter Flowers

Even though it’s cold outside and flowers are hard to find, my little one’s still search through the fields to find the precious few blooming buds to present to me. These are my Winter flowers. And they are precious to me. ❤

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About Isabella LeCour

She is nothing more than the collections of thoughts placed into the virtual worlds. She is a poet, a mother, a lover, many things to different people. But mostly, she is nothing but smoke and mirrors - some ethereal thing that blinks in an out of existence.
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