1. Feb 27
    2012
    garden-of-time: Trees I can climb. Fog in which I can hide. A shack where no one can find me. Why is this what my thoughts jump to?

    garden-of-time:


    Trees I can climb. Fog in which I can hide. A shack where no one can find me. Why is this what my thoughts jump to?

    (via thebeldam)

     

Hi.
I live in Sweden and live for photography and photographs, both new and old. I work as an assistant at an archive with digitalising of old photographs. I love my work. <3

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