More ideas from peter
canoe

A glance over the shoulder a whisper in the mist, an echo through the trees. Spirit travelers, shamans and tricksters. As surely as his paddle slices the surface, he knows he is not alone. Poem by Wintercove Paddler in the early morning mist.

Camper Van

Cool Stuff I Want Pics) Shut up and take my money! Perfect to give away to trailer home families and things like that.