In an old grandfather time, a ballad transpired here.











this place is called avalon. really. truly. i spent seven hours reading the secret garden here,
eating wild blackberries, scratching my legs to find them. a river on one side. a highway on the other.

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3 comments:

Casie Jean said...

these are so magical, I want to explore there x.xx
Casie

Jazzy E (hivennn) said...

Oh the colours. x hivennn

Erica said...

beautiful, especially the double exposures. Also, is that a tattoo of a feather on his arm? It looks beautiful and so well done!