daronloo

The light in your hand The view from my tent face in the sky a jump from the waterfall. I was gone for the weekend.

extend your spine

red makes me spin

Sometimes I wonder who am I hiding behind my face? Thanks Dee for the pictures :)

Sometimes I wish we could just bring our beds with us wherever we go.

you step out into the open and you are greeted by a yellowness strewn about on dried cropped grass you wonder how long the color will last... until oxygen consumes its beauty