"The shape of the fruit is timeless ..."

We walked in the cherished garden, picked oranges from the dark fragrant trees - 

The well house was shaded by tall pines - 

We'd heard Pasha barking in the mukhtar's garden - 

Swallows sipped water from the shining pool - 

Jane showed us a pomegranate tree -

The shape of the fruit is timeless she said - 

 

16.00

Tuesday 17 May 2016

Karabortlen

Turkey