I’ve always loved being outside in nature. Digging in the dirt or sitting in the cool grass of my grandmother’s back yard. Spending time on the beach with my toes in the sand, sifting the tiny rocks of sand between my fingers. Walking through the woods and feeling the soft, comfy pine needles under my feet. Hearing the crunchy sound of leaves while walking in the fall. Swinging on the highest swing sets I could find– ones that now are deemed “unsafe.” Feeling the power and force of the air as it blew my hair forward and back making messy tangles.
As an adult, I’ve been most happy with careers that allowed me to work outside in my backyard. My favorite spot is my covered, wooden swing which is nestled between two oak trees, resting on a cement brick patio, and surrounded on all sides by flowers and shrubs.