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mist-kissed meadows.


It's sunday afternoon and I'm sitting on the windowsill in our apartment in prague. I'm trying to catch some fresh air, because the heat in our room is almost unbearable. (aand as I'm writing these words it started to rain, thank god)

The main reason I'm writing this post is that I've wanted to share with you some photos I took recently. I was invited to a wedding last weekend and the celebration took place in the middle of the woods - let me tell you, it was so beautiful. I just had to get up early in the morning and explore. When I stepped out of the house I saw beautiful pink mist dancing on the meadows all around. It was so quiet and peaceful. There was also a tiny river with this magical wooden bridge, I just sat there and let my thoughts wander.

I hope you will like these photos and that it will take you to another place, maybe you're also trying to escape the heat..I think this could help at least a litle bit. :)

Anyway, hope you're all having beautiful june days,

- Ani

Henry David Thoreau, 1817 - 1862

MIST

Low-anchored cloud, Newfoundland air, Fountain-head and source of rivers, Dew-cloth, dream-drapery, And napkin spread by fays; Drifting meadow of the air, Where bloom the daisied banks and violets, And in whose fenny labyrinth The bittern booms and heron wades; Spirit of lakes and seas and rivers,— Bear only perfumes and the scent Of healing herbs to just men’s fields.


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