Soundtrack: Fresh water waves crashing against pebbles and driftwood, birch trees rustling in the wind.

Smell: Blooming jack pine, moss, and wild blueberries

Sensation: Soft pine needles on the forest floor, warm wind on wet skin, crawling into a sleeping bag with a tired achiness all over.

A photo diary of my time in Lake Superior Provincial Park. Read my essay ‘Painting is the Last Step’ on She-Explores. 

Watching: Succession

Listening to: Lake Street Dive “Mistakes”

Thinking about: circular patterns