There is a dome of trees that protect me at night. I can see the sunset, the blue sky, yet they reach out their arms and hold me.
It is such a privilege to be able to sit, feel the wind, and witness the passing of time through nature. Paradise found in gentle movements of the wind, through the trees. Love uplifting me with every shutter of the leaves.
I wish I could paint what I see but I know it is just for me and to draw from memory during times when needed.
Nature has been my companion since I was a child. I spent all day outside exploring fields and digging holes to china. Gathering flower, rocks and sticks as treasures. It was like having a solid best friend. Genuine and sure.
Today nature is my healer, my inspiration.
Big Love
