The morning in the Loft mountain campground. Say hello to a white-tailed deer with our bare face. Unexpected or expected. A sea of cloud hanged in the waist of mountains. Hey, Shennandoah. Do not take off your cloud skirt yet. I like your style now. The rising sun is catching his breath on the branch of trees and after all, we can enjoy the great view of loft mountain campground.
Where are you going?/USA (2010-)