Childhood in the forest

    There's a place where I want to get at least once a year. It's where i use to spent my summer holidays guarding geese or wandering the cow pasture with a borrowed cow. It's where I was happy climbing hills bearfooted, wandering the forests, falling off trees or sleeping in hay...
   There's place I call  << At my granny's  >>.
   One day with drizzling rain, fog and ridden mud on unpaved roads, I thought I'd look good taking some shots. I put on a long dress, like a diva returned to the village where she grew up, and here I am!

     Exista un loc in care imi doresc sa ajung macar odata pe an. Acolo unde eu imi petreceam vacantele pazind gastele sau cutreierand izlazul cu vreo vaca de imprumut. Acolo unde am avut bucuria sa urc dealuri desculta, sa trec paduri, sa cad din copaci, sa adorm in fan...
    Exista un loc pe care il numesc << La tara, la mamaia >>.
    Intr-o zi cu ploaie marunta, multa ceata si noroi framantat pe drumuri fara astalt, m-am gandit ca mi-ar sta bine sa fac niste fotografii. Mi-am pus rochie lunga, ca o diva intoarsa in satul unde a crescut si iata-ma!

Joy Wendel boots; H&M dress; Vintage cardigan.

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