A glance over the shoulder a whisper in the mist, an echo through the trees. Spirit travelers, shamans and tricksters. As surely as his paddle slices the surface, he knows he is not alone. Poem by Wintercove Paddler in the early morning mist.
In this image it would be hard to tell where it is taken from without the reflection of the street light. The image overall has a yellow tone from it from the street light. The puddle gives a good reflection of the light post
What it feels like when you master the 10 second edit 📷 and you have SO much more time to cuddle your people, read your favorite magazine and do LIFE! 🙌🏻 What's your favorite magazine to read? Totally digging the Magnolia Journal these days!! . #lightandairypresets @lightandairypresets