remember when it was winter, yesterday? kind of dying already in this 91-degree, dead of summer weather (it’s March, guys). so i’m dreaming of cool, foggy days and forests far, far away, listening to this song on repeat and thinking about that time a sweater and wool hat were just right. want to daydream with me? xo, mo.
p.s. pics from Snoqualmie Falls, just outside of Seattle and well worth the drive. especially on a gloriously foggy morning.