Thirty Seven

Just in time for December, we've been getting some all good, traditional, Swedish November snow! Any one else excited?

Thirty Six

Thirty Five

Thirty Four

Walking along Poseidon's Realm...

Thirty Three

The Past as seen from the Acropolis in Lindos, Rhodes, Greece

Thirty Two

Thirty One

"Flower Pyramid"

Thirty

 

"For It Can See You"

Twenty Nine

Down the streets of these old towns
I found pieces of what's still to come

Tweny Eight

Lizards of Rhodes

Twenty Six

I took a walk, under the light of day.

And I went along, when that light of the sun was gone.

Twenty Five

I love autumn. Let's all love autumn together.

Twenty Four

The flowers are asmoke

on a clear sunny day

The blue blue sky

will be painted by its scent



Twenty Three

As summer draws to a close, there are always preparations to be made. Note books have to be bought, books have to be finished, outfits have to be planned. Not to mention the last summer parties have to be attended and new people added on social forums. In short: everything has to be ready set go for the new season as it launches upon us with even more force than last year, because we always get surprised at how fast time really flies. While you ponder on this and I do nothing of the aforementioned things, here's a picture of summers past:

XOXO

Twenty Two

Twenty One

Summer in the Sun

Model: Me

Photographer: Lured my brother into doing it ;)

Twenty

Apparently I seem to be a working twenty year old from England with very ginger hair who knows stuff. SCORE!

Nineteen

WHAT WOULD WE DO WITHOUT OUR IMAGINATION?

So I went on the first proper Photo Expedition that I've been on in a while, and the things I get out from just walking around with my camera snapping photos are amazing, and I'm so grateful that I have this easy way to amuse myself. The excitement of getting a good picture is acctually great.



I found an abandoned building place, with unfinished houses, that it was forbidden to go into - so naturally, I did. I felt like an investigating journalist, which my friend keep telling me to become (although she said I reminded her of Rita Skeeter... That's not exactly a compliment, is it?). But anyway, doesn't this look like a mystery to you?

The photographer herself seen reflected in the glass. I love abandoned places. They make me sad.