There’s just something whimsy about a forest. I love this place, and I have been visiting it since I was a child. The delicious scent of pine needles hangs thick in the air, and I feel such an urge to frollick about and make a teepee out of fallen branches, and shove fistfuls of wild blackberries into my facehole.
Also, as an aside, I have been experimenting with a more ‘filmy’ looking photo processing style – particularly with the way I have edited these photos here of me. Comments? Criticism? Yes? No? I always like to hear what you think!
(These shots of me were taken by my lovely husband, Dana.) (Thanks Dana.)