back from the old sod

Overall, we did very little other than cook and walk and read and tend the fire. But before all of that, we rocked out at a music and art festival called Electric Picnic that was so tasty and creative and constantly surprising that I kind of wanted to eat it. Walking around the green, green grass, you’d stumble across strange and enchanting setups in the woods, gather under a Moroccan tent for some tea, hit the music, and so much more.

I wasn't very loyal to the camera, but here’s a little of what it looked like: