Stitching in that much green grass was a pain in the bum!Â
Anyway, hereâs a map I made of a place near where I live that means a lot to me. I have a lot of magical and mysterious little memories from in and around this place. My parents used to stop to get water from the artesian well when I was little and I would go play in the stream and look for deer while they filled our water jugs. During high school commute took me down these winding roads when everything was illuminated by morning sunlight and covered in dew. I used to bike here and Logan and I would hike and wade through streams and sit on top of the old ruins in the woods.


















