Journaling:
Ever since I remember, I had a vision of a path that went over the bridge with a stream at the end of a garden. I believed it to be a real place and thought it might be somewhere I'd once lived.


Later when I asked my older sisters, they never knew of such a place, and my mother said I was dreaming. This setting came to my mind occasionally but over the years faded away.


About ten years ago I had my brand new Canon EOS, I was enthusiastic to take pics of anything and everything. Previous to this, landscape held no interest, but now I was out there practicing all sorts of shots in and around the house.


To my amazement, several of the developed photos showed a path that went over the bridge with a stream at the end of our garden - It's been there for years but I never really saw it!


Katie Pertiet papers:
Cabana White
LetterBoxSeamstress (re-tinted)


Font:
Lindy