Picnic Fancies
Another day, another enchanting picnic in the magical nest we’ve built for ourselves in the woods. actually once a year - when us three Ladies find a moment to escape to a simpler yet more decadent setting. With the sun trickling trough the trees, the “summer snow” as we call it- dancing around us in the last of the sunlight and the sounds of composers melodies that convince us we are somewhere else entirely.
Unseen reality: fire ants on the forest floor.
Photography @pamkriangkum
