I walked along the dirt path, letting the tall, wild grass brush against my bare legs.
Wildflowers grew happily here. The fresh mountain air and early summer sunshine gave them the freedom to bloom in crisp whites, vibrant reds, and romantic purples.
The butterfly that gently touched down onto the flower beside me had the right idea.
Whenever life feels like it’s passing you by in a whirlwind of activity and endless decisions, take a moment to stop and smell the wildflowers…