TO LACK COLOUR

“When Summer lies upon the world, and in a noon of gold, Beneath the roof of sleeping leaves the dreams of trees unfold; When woodland halls are green and cool, and wind is in the West, Come back to me! Come back to me, and say my land is best!”

― J.R.R. Tolkien, The Two Towers

Yosemite Valley at sun-down (May 26, 2017)

@ashleydiscovers leading the way on the hunt for meadows to sit in and unabashedly gush over the unbridled beauty that is every square inch of Yosemite. 

“But your solitude will be a support and a home for you, even in the midst of very unfamiliar circumstances, and from it you will find all your paths.” ― Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet

Yosemite National Park (May, 2017)

I’ve never wanted to be a deer more than I did in this moment.

Thanks for willingly freezing your butt off with me in a tent and being my equal in excitement about pretty trees and waterfalls and all matter of reasons I find to abruptly stop the vehicle and leap out with my camera. You're the best road tripping friend a girl could ask for. <3 @ashleydiscovers 

Catching waterfalls  |  pictures taken by @ashleydiscovers