...that leads to my heart.
Sunday drive with the ones I love. Heart wrapped in stone and leaf, twig and sky.
Bare-boned and lush, growing and dying, shadow and light, enduring and blue.
Memories rest, rise, bloom again.
Lone tree, heathered meadow. Big sky, big love.
Shifting winds, drifting clouds, dimming light, ruffled hues
Aging and wondering: what lies beyond the wild blue yonder?