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This collection of drawings and old photos came together almost as an inkling.
Hints of memories, of adventures that still feel right today; uncovered through
the journey of shuffling through old photos and delicate flicks of my pen.
Through a love of fields, wildflowers, visits to slow farms, and hikes through
the woods. Picnics, whimsical houses, soft hugs from my mama, long drives
through the countryside - my dad as captain. My sister, my source of laughter
and feud. Stringing this set of picture together, both uncovered and created
a whole chapter of my childhood; heavenly, open, outside, full of wonder.
Eternally grateful for this memory list my mom made of my childhood:
My
Hints of memories, of adventures that still feel right today; uncovered through
the journey of shuffling through old photos and delicate flicks of my pen.
Through a love of fields, wildflowers, visits to slow farms, and hikes through
the woods. Picnics, whimsical houses, soft hugs from my mama, long drives
through the countryside - my dad as captain. My sister, my source of laughter
and feud. Stringing this set of picture together, both uncovered and created
a whole chapter of my childhood; heavenly, open, outside, full of wonder.
Eternally grateful for this memory list my mom made of my childhood:
My
