"For in every adult there dwells the child that was, and in every child there lies the adult that will be."
~John Connolly, The Book of Lost Things
A girl who knows wide open spaces
yet is gripped by the small details.
Who can't escape the beauty she sees again and again.
A dirt lover,
A moment thief.
She sees the world in color
But always appreciates the lack of
while knowing its beauty still.
She undercovers what she can
While trying to live a creative life
And blooming where she's planted.
My family's farm
Thanks Mom and Dad for the wide open spaces!
Appreciating the beauty from the past and the present on this artist holiday,