Fields of Green

This is the glorious view from my parents' back garden. A tranquil setting. Before I moved away, I remember gazing out across the fields almost every morning. Dreaming. Whether it was glorious sunshine or stormy skies, the same feeling of freedom overwhelmed me, often sparking my creativity and inspiring me to write, or even to explore. It was wonderful to spend the afternoon soaking up the sunshine and reflecting upon those memories. Moments of nostalgia and greater inspiration.