a town called E.

By Eej

Easter

I can't think of a better way to have spend it; just him and me, a big breakfast and then a roadtrip.
A few weeks ago we went searching for a bridge and came home empty handed. Today we found the bridge, a crossing pheasant, a mossy cemetery and an Ent who was barely awake. I was very careful not to disturb him once I noticed him - which oddly enough was on the display of the camera, not while I was taking the photo. Such are the powers of Ents.

We left with the promise to come back when all the ice has melted and everything is wide awake.

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