the finest way to travel
is meandering
making the path as you go
Winding Path
Where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry.
Where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry.
the finest way to travel
is meandering
making the path as you go
I love the path to this house
😀
I was going to ask if this was from the perspective of the outhouse… But that would sort of undermine your words. So I guess probably not.
I agree!
<3
Nice shot…something about a field and a house in the distance, gets me every time
me too 😊
I really enjoyed reading your post!
thank you SO MUCH!