You too were wild once, don't let them tame you. \\ I could write a novel with how much this wandering soul has taught me these last four years. I can only hope that one day I have a daughter just as rambunctious and curious of the world.
We walked through two inches of mud for this shot. Worth e v e r y second
// and she loved a little boy very very much, even more than she loved herself\\
// actually the best thing you can give her is a lifetime of adventures\\ I love seeing the looks on clients faces when I show them a new hidden place. It makes all the location scouting I do worth every bit. Cornell your looking lovely
The Tree of Life, standing majestically in all its glory despite the fact that its roots lead to nowhere. It defies all rules of science, it shouldn't still be alive, it shouldn't be standing, and yet here it is. Mother Nature is a wondrous woman.
Last time this year we hopped into our beater car and drove a few hours from our home in Italy to the dolomite mountains. Hands out the window on the autostrada with no maps or a care in the world. Although it was only a year ago it feels like a world away. There was so many ups and downs to living abroad but one thing I will forever be thankful is the uncontrollable wanderlust I found ( or should I say found me) along our nomadic journey. I'd do it again in a heartbeat, and I'd probably give a kidney just to see this view again. Bella Italia you'll always have a hold on me.