Today we were on the road again.
The conversations we had, making our way to our spot in the forest, are the types of conversations that warm up your heart and stays with you in the form of a smile, long after the voices have faded away.
We gathered and sang our song before indulging ourselves in the fruits and home (school) made bread. Everyone is in their element. We take our papers and pencils and colors out and we dive into a conversation with our inner self and everything that surrounds us and in that moment we are one. In that moment magic happens and the echoes remain.
It’s time for lunch now…
