foggy-lake

I was smoking a spliff at the river this morning and the atmosphere was amazing :)
It was about 6am and I was sitting completely alone in the misty Forrest, enjoying the silence.

Most magical evening in the foggy rain on the lake. Poppy taught her to ride this giant fallen moss covered tree as her imaginary horse and the laughter and smile on her face was the sweetest. Imagination should be taught and we have been trying to teach her how to use it especially during long car rides and I think she’s finally catching on. 🌿