Ohh, misty mornings. So pretty :) The way the sun shines through the cloud, the sleepy silhouettes of cows and the trees. As father [wise.as.he.is] mentioned this morning, we see postcards and calendars and the like with pictures of mountains veiled in mist and rolling green hills. We sit and admire them, yet we forget that we live in a place just like it :) grateful for the lovely place in which I reside :)
Beautiful thoughts, loves.
Lise xx
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