A grey day in Slovenia (122/365c)

I woke up refreshed from my night in the straw. it was actually quite comfortable and restful, and it was so unbelievably dark.

My tiny mountain hut in Pokljuka

I got the top bunk, i almost stepped on the ax handle in the dark.

It was a grey day, threatening thunderstorms, so we decided to stay close to the hut, and what a beautiful day it was, even though it was grey! Anyways, we found plenty of ways to amuse ourselves. All the possible permutations of people, and so much music and walking in the woods.
it was a formless day but duly capture-able with photos. - so i am posting a lot of them.

Writing postcards to grandparents to the sounds of country music

Mary has really taken the old Gruene Gasse guitar to more places than anyone

Two against one at PYLOS

One minute after a solar powered shower and already we need more music

The day passed so quickly unfortunately. Before we knew how it happened it was nearly dinner and fire time.

I spy two lovebirds

Agnes and Henry collecting fire wood

I made pizza in the wood fired oven, and it came out pretty perfect.
Freshly found mushrooms on the side.

Felix running back with a full basket of mushrooms

Whittling

various forms of contemplation

finders keepers

one more form of contemplation.
(at some point he just needed some alone time)

the great bubble war of 2019

One more quick card game before it gets dark

Mary telling the "underpants story" to a captive audience

full faced above the valley stood the moon
like a what?