“Adrianne,” you sigh in aggravation, “how is it that you are always traipsing off to some cabin in the middle of nowhere, without wireless or cell service or plumbing but with a bounty of aggressive loons and beautiful foliage?”
Honestly, I don’t know how I get so lucky. Apparently I just know all the right people. (“Right people” for most of these cabin escapades, happens to be Nick. FYI.)
Sharlene at Window
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