hashtag: hands of a hardworking woman.
Sometimes I wonder where I would be if I started over. If the sky fell and there was nothing behind. A blank canvas. A feeling of freedom and strength. The smell of something completely innocent. A world of silence and a view of white and clean.

The world that my heart takes my mind. The day dreams. The feelings of all of nature around me with nothing else but the breathing of the trees and the crackle of the ground as I walk into the unknown. An open space. A field so fresh, full of new life and wildflowers, the sun glimmers over its surface like a blanket of honey.  Glistening gold and bright. A blinding clarity.  A soothing feeling of solitude. A heart bursting with love and gratitude. A place of soft earth to lay in reflection and youth. Something just short of bliss.


Simply sweet.