The hope of setting out on a journey, I will not forget where we began breathing in the fragrance; rather I am becoming intoxicated Instead, naked and undisguised; where I can hear all of nature around me.
Remembering the beginning without ending; it’s where we keep good memories; where the past is not gone, but remembered. It’s a way humans beings are able to move to the future and that becomes the experience in the now.
To stay close; to travel and to see and hear all the things around me. For these things I am grateful.
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Photo: me, boo and j on our way to the Breacon Becons, Powys, Wales, UK.