photo Marta Bevacqua
I will be the gladdest thing
Under the sun!
I will touch a hundred flowers
And not pick one.
― Edna St. Vincent Millay
Why do we no longer crave the simple pleasures in life?
For me, I can’t think of any better way to spend a Sunday afternoon…
than just lying on a hill, in a field of flowers with quiet eyes, drinking it all in.