In summertime, our love is delicate, like a dandelion skimming in the breeze.
In wintertime, our love is warm — it raises from warm hands to your comfortable arms.
If skies are blue, our love is true— two people falling, galloping in the sun.
If thunder rolls our love is blessed, a refuge from the evading, meandering, closing rain.
When spring blossoms sprout, our love is strong, like color of love petals on the orchids.
When autumn leaves fall, our love is gold, shining bright like a harvest sunrise, sunflower, meadows and green grass, .
For all seasons our love will keep on being delightful and loaded with recollections.
From season to season I cherish you always! My one, my only, my love muffins.
Floored by Prisma, the widely popular Android app that metaphorically turns live pictures into paintings using the most prolific filters.
I am sharing some photos altered using the app. This app creates some brushed looks of the pictures captured via a generic camera or taken one using the app itself. The best thing is choosing the right artistic filter for the appropriate picture.