feast your eyes on these snapshots of girlish, dreamy frolicking from margaret durow and annabel mehran. they cause me to crave autumn roadtrips (sitting with a lapful of blankets and the windows down), skinny dipping in a freezing lake, trudging through the woods until your fingers and cheeks are pink from the cold, picking flowers along the way to pop into a glass jar. and a big cosy bed to return to afterward for cups of tea and crosswords with a mate.
ah autumn, I adore you.
ah autumn, I adore you.
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