Sunday chillin' on the misty mountain top, the lush greenery hazily coated in clouds with only the most unruly twisted and tangled branches emerging from the fog. It created an eerie atmosphere for hooping, circling in and out of vision into oblivion. I've missed the mountains but not nearly as much as I already miss the feel of the fiery sun soaking into my skin. Can't wait to get back to the beach but for the meantime here's some rain-dance-in-your-bikini-and-rainboots-splashing-in-the-puddles jams. Gear up and Enjoy.
One is a number, the heart is a hunter.
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