I got stung by a bee.
And then I went to school and drew out plans. And ran to take photos in the last light. Layed in some grass and got cut up all over my body. More stings.
For some reason I am drawn to the photo below too, even though it’s dark and grainy and I’m frowning, sort of.
But I also like the feeling of a wide open sky.
The sky at dusk is so beautiful, ink tinged.