MLeM

By MLeM

At night they come out to play

My cameras are dying so my photos have been spasmodic and erratic
Spent the afternoon lurching through a huge conifer plantation looking for this secret wood which we finally found whereupon it started to pour with rain. We got drenched but it didn't matter as the place was so beautiful
Lots of these in the dark woods.
But no chanterelles. Still eating them. Perhaps they'll turn me into a better singer.

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