Caught somewhere between fairy tale and reality, Plitvice lakes were like something out of a long forgotten dream. Turquoise water fell from ledges of pure crystal white. The snow covered paths where people had walked, had been compacted into a frozen marble.
After a rather boring and tedious drive through France and northern Italy. We reached Slovenia. The flat landscape morphed into towering mountains, looming above us as we drew nearer. The seemingly endless towns and industrial estates, fizzled out into wilderness. The roads began to snake around the hillsides and snow started to litter the ground.
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While we do earn our money selling the wonderful things we find along the road, things like fuel and ferry crossings can be costly! I adore writing about and sharing my stories and photos with you and I sincerely hope I can continue to do so.
So I have lovingly created a few designs that will hopefully give me the extra funds I need to continue my journey.
Click the link above or visit my shop page.