A sneak preview of a series I will blog properly later. Laughing, we ran through overgrown grass. Pushed through swinging nettles, giggled endlessly. As the wind grew harsh we walked, and retired to the warmth of home. This is my bestfriend, more like my sister though. ...

Crisp autumn air bites our cheeks. We run around trees, lay in the mud. And remember what it feels like to be young... ...

Today was lovely; Shopping in the village, Walking and photographing, Cake baking and icing, Creating my brothers halloween costume. ...

darkness seeped through the village a few weeks ago, crawling through windows and bricks. families huddled round candles and fire, hoping for light... ...

Messy plaits binding strands of  stray hair.  My poor excuse of a hair-do today. ...