Monday, 21 December 2009

Friday, 18 December 2009

Wednesday, 16 December 2009

i'd rather be loved than be there.

ITS TIME TO PARTY. awkwardly.

It's been said that you can never take a picture well enough to describe the majesty of the northern lights. Like massive coloured curtains rigged in space the norther lights sway in the Fields and arrive for a fleeting second or full show, hours long. If Bob Marley was still alive he might assume it's the Apocalypse.

IT'LL EAT YOU. but you'll think ooo before it does.