eventide

dusk is falling, mist is lifting.

lay down your head, it is time to wake up.

 

20/365

 

now that the water is so low and not-quite frozen, i think i shall be returning to this marsh for more photos. i love cold, muddy places. the bramblier the better. there is nothing like pulling thorns out of your wet socks for the rest of the evening. C:

Done