We had been a little bit off track. Not quite where we usually are. Not quite how we’re meant to be.
So we escaped. For a day.
To sun and sky. To country.town.coffee. To sandy feet and salty hair. To vintage finds. To heavy clouds. To lightning and open skies. To steamed windows. To held hands.
POSTED BY Alex Kingsmill at 10:27 PM
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