In the winter months, morning dew on the grass turns into frost. And when the sun comes out this frost melts, so that it slowly disappears along with the shadows that kept it cold.
I'm a wannabe designer, photographer and jewellery-maker. I'm a music appreciator, nonsensical rambler and travel bug and I use the world wide web for procrastination and inspiration.
This is my corkboard.
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