|the bus trip on the way there.|
I visited my friend's house last week.
We met up after our classes, visited Tesco to grab some ginger cookies (which she loved) and green tea, then caught a bus together which brought us to the last stop.
We got off and I realised what a pretty place we were at!
'You live here?' I asked her.
"Yeah,' she said nonchalantly. 'Why?'
'It's such a pretty place!'We climbed up a gentle slope, trudged through some mud (I got stung by some thistles along the same way back. At least I think it was thistles. It was the weirdest thing ever. As the bush swung towards me and slapped my hand, I felt the craziest sting, except that when I looked at it I wasn't quite sure whether something actually stung me because there was no trace of anything. "I think I got stung," I told her. She stopped in her tracks and came to have a look. "But there isn't anything there," she observed. "I can feel it though," I said. "I'm sorry," she replied.), and came out in a small residential area.
This was the impromptu shoot I had with her. It was lovely fun.
"Wherever you stand be the soul of that place."
"I choose the path of kindness. The more you extend kindness to yourself, the more it will become your automatic response to others."
— Dr. Wayne Dyer
And the last one... I know there's a stupid twig in the way of her grinning face, but I just love this one so much that I have to put it up.
*Edited slightly with photoshop curves.