My illuminating inspiration is the beautiful sun rays basking against my afternoon perch.I love how the beams are playing tricks with my camera lens for the perfect effect, truly capturing the intensity and serenity of the moment.
We trot in circles.
It’s cold outside, and the air illuminates my breath.
We carefully hiked up and down an icy slope.
The sun is setting and below our steep are my mountains, hovering over a rural bitten valley.
This portrait brushed by sunlight represent the vast contents of my home.
slowly my mind is rippled with memories.
I’m desperate to recall the many faded pieces to my childhood carved into the patterns of fields and woods.
What’s left are fragments of cherished times, places, and people.
I gaze across the beauty, captivated by my distinct past.
I was mended and spared by these therapeutic peaks and roaming acres.
These rises and runs represent a key factor in my appreciation of what is wholesome, pure, and free.
Here, I developed a taste for what is simple and priceless, and a rep for getting my hands dirty.
And suddenly the rekindling of all these timeless happening put a new meaning to my day.
– I will always crave and be thankful for the building blocks that made me
and the Creator who foretells my path and guides my ways…