Thoughtful to thankful.

As an obsessive hobby forges its way into a career path, I’m left with precious little time to savor the very elements that helped me get here. Sometimes, you just need to return to the place that reaffirms things. I stood on the crest of the hill where I have stood a hundred times before, camera in hand, soaking in the final rays of the day’s sun. Nature’s warming filter was quickly falling behind the orchard. I walked into the maze of sunflowers and in tandem, the colorful flower heads and my own followed the sun’s path.  All of the day’s issues were solved in that very moment. I came up here thoughtful and head home thankful.