Ellen Rogers

Mountains, no websites. Private until shared.

Mountains, no websites. Private until shared.
For a few days I was with my love free from the expectation and anxiety of websites. We drank from streams and slept in a bothy we hiked to. Im afraid to ever say I’m happy as it feels it might be taken away from me, but here with Kaveh I’m happy.wales045wales001 wales002 wales005copy wales006 wales007 wales008 wales009 wales010 wales011 wales012 wales013 wales014 wales015 wales016 wales017 wales018 wales019 wales020 wales021 wales022 wales023 wales029 wales036 wales037 5th January. Can barely write, cold hands. Feeling in touch with winter here... In Siberia they say your breath can freeze and drop to the ground... like ice. They called it 'The whispering of the stars'. Looking now at the cracked window a whole galaxy of sharp edges like the ridge above the black lake where one summer I swam under the surface in search for the propeller getting lost in that deep black ink. A beautiful walk and journey today. Thinking of our ancestors who were people of the heights. Fingers warmer now and stained by the dry coffee around the tip of this blunt, used pencil. Catrin Menai. wales039 Ellen and Kaveh - In the howl of the night we arrived alone to the bothy. A single white pony greated us on steep climbs and hard falls. We got lost in a cloud yesterday afternoon and emerged damp after some time. You must try the water on top of the peaks its heavenly. Fair well for now fellow travellers. wales040 wales041 wales042 wales043 wales044 wales058 wales060 wales061 wales062 wales063 wales064 wales065 wales066 wales067 wales068 wales069 wales070-Edit wales080 wales081 wales082 wales083 wales084 wales085 wales086 wales087 wales088 wales092 wales093 wales098 wales099 until

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