sunny tatyoon

Yesterday I got back from a music festival in the countryside. My clothes are still covered in pollen from daisy chains. 

Here are some photos I took :)

I've decided to start a photo series featuring a blurry Gabi in the foreground of a picture of various congregations of people.

L'Australienne.

We ended up waiting at the train station for 3.5 hours for a bus to arrive. It never came. We did however build a small mound out of the gravel from the carpark, topped with a purple flower, a hair pin stuck into it, and a dead dragonfly perched on top. There was also some ritual dancing around the mound as the waiting drove us into insanity. Thank goodness for taxi's. 

Everything got better when we finally arrived.

This was the first time I had tried to use the self-timer. I jumped into the shot with moments to spare - I cannot believe it worked. 

I was meant to take the photo when they were in mid-jump, but I have slow reflexes.

No. 2

Gabi and I have an ongoing joke that we are hobbits, and Anni and David are Gandalf and Saruman. 

Cooking pasta for 5 in the trangia is not an easy fete. 

Cheesy daisy chain group photo on the Macbeth-like hill.

Grumpy or pensive? 

From the day we arrived, I was itching to frolic in the canola field. 

David Attenborough-esque. 

I became so confident in my daisy chain making that I ventured into other-wild-flowers chain making. 

Pretty good weekend. What about you?