tonic of wildness

i cannot think of anything more grounding than the cushion of soft earth beneath sneakers, sunshine filtered through a bright green canopy, the whispers and crackles and scampers and songs of wildlife, lungs filled with sweet, fresh air already tinged with the earthy notes of autumn’s decay, and a curious sidekick determined to make more discoveries than her momma.

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“mother and daughter dancing without their heads” (according to my baby girl)

 

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