Lost Soul

Lost Soul

Lost Soul Besides toys, it is shoes and gloves that I encounter the most. It is such a human thing. The clothes that fit our nature. A lost soul, neglected and thrown away. It is trying to make the best of it and makes friends with the moss and pine needles....
Quality street.

Quality street.

Quality street. I found this under a pine tree. Almost like a Christmas present.  The once purple box changed over time and conformed it’s colours to it’s surroundings....