Winter Camp

Fire

By SchmalzPublished 23 days ago • 1 min read

Winter Camp

Photo by Harry Gillen on Unsplash

Mountain frost sets in

Campfire and soup feeds my soul

Howling at the moon

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Dharrsheena Raja Segarran23 days ago
This feels so cosy. Loved it!

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