nurturing her tangled hair, barefoot soul, and strong mind
Camping is my favorite. Our escapes into the Wild are always a beautiful adventure. The moment we get out of the car and breath in that naked mountain air, it feels like we’ve come home. While much of our time is spent splashing in the waterfalls, indulging in the freedom of the forest, and dancing… Continue reading If you give a kid a fishing rod…
As I sat on my back porch tonight, I felt the winds change. It’s a subtle shift. A soft whisper. The land around me sucked in its last summer breath and released a cool warning that these moments of warmth were coming to an end. While I knew the shift of season was approaching, have… Continue reading Holding on to Summer Magic
