
These trees may not look like special woods but, for me they are the keepers of my childhood. A place my soul wanders and resides. This foggy morning held a stillness in the woods. It reminded me to sit in the silence and breathe. ❤
These trees may not look like special woods but, for me they are the keepers of my childhood. A place my soul wanders and resides. This foggy morning held a stillness in the woods. It reminded me to sit in the silence and breathe. ❤