windandwater: Purple Aster Meadow My dad was stalled taking…
Purple Aster Meadow
My dad was stalled taking pictures, swearing we would turn around soon, but I just wanted to know what was over the next hill, around the next corner. So I kept going, until I was entirely alone. I found myself here, in this meadow of purple flowers spreading out around me, with mountains in the distance.
The trail was just off the road but I’d finally lost the sound of traffic and it was quiet, except for the wind blowing. I sat down to take a few pictures, then kept sitting, staring out into the distance, feeling the tension leave my shoulders. All my fears and and anxieties drain away. It only lasted a moment, but in that moment there was nothing, and it was quiet in my head.
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