Seeking the light…
I am happiest when I wander as a child, allowing the light to come in. The outrageous beauty of a lone poppy in a field of rock and gravel; the surprise of a bighorn sheep walking across the road in front of me; the loneliness of a rainstorm in the desert that never reaches the ground.
TO WANDER AMONGST
I am happiest when I am not thinking about being happy.