Twisted Freaks invades Mount Grey.
A party only death should keep you from.

Beautiful weekend,  so unbelievably gutted I only got to experience one night but what a night it was, such a small time to capture the feeling of the whole party but I tried. For the record I believe whole heartedly that family weddings should not take place on Halloween for all those who are that way inclined.

Tree of knowledge.

The dancefloor in full boom (I’ll try get more of these at future parties David! and sorry to the dick who was disgruntled at my flash, which is really bright by the way… my bad.)

Balls of fire.

Subliminal messaging.

Spreading the word of parties at parties.

Alien invasion. COME TO ALIEN NATION.

Gazing. Reflecting. Inventing.

Curls of fire.

Gunpowder.

Dawn, a time to converse with young spiders.

Free as a web whisp waving on a warm breeze.

Never be far from nature. (fucking hippies.)

Here are a few odd bods from SprinG EquinoX.

Bed.

Miss Moon herself.

Not able to take the weight a Hugo.

Games.