14
Aug
…summer swimming, canoe trips and meteor showers. A nostalgic sketch on the near past, as it floats by ever so quickly.
Woods at night are scary places– you can see the trees closest to you and a glimpse of the further ones. So many things that can be hiding. This feeling probably comes from being from Iceland– no woods to speak of and nothing to litter the horizon, no scary cats or growling bears– only sheep. And they only attack when grumpy.
