I grew up in some seriously beautiful mountains. Full of pine trees, wildflowers, wolves, bright blue lakes + very white winters; it was magical! Unfortunately, I didn't appreciate what I had until it was gone. My family moved here, to Arizona. Boy, was that a change! My world changed to cacti, red rock, blazing sunshine + scorpions.
It wasn't long before I went back to Washington for a visit. My best friends + I went camping right in the middle of those beautiful mountains. I can't even explain how happy I was! The smell. The sounds. The SIGHTS! Everything was a billion times more beautiful than I remembered. My heart was stuck in the forest + it was a place I knew would always call out to me. From that moment on, my eye was always caught by nature. I noticed the patterns of leaves, what plants I had in my own environment + how Mother Nature could have such a huge affect on my moods.
I appreciate the desert + the forms of nature it brings to me, but it's the forest that calls to me. When I’m in the forest, I feel freedom, bliss + simplicity. Everything feels right.
What calls out to you? When did Mother Nature reallycome into your life?
Star magic + flower petals,