The colours of late autumn, the heavy clouds that hang over the valley creates an atmosphere that to me is magical yet familiar. Like a whisper that calls through the ages, too soft to detect the words, yet knowing, feeling the meaning behind them.
I left this place to find a new life. I returned a different person, yet this enchanted valley had remained the same.
Though I have been back for several years now, the renewed wonder I felt upon my return hasn't left me. It is my primary place for creative inspiration and grounding. A source of strength and comfort that was always there, quietly holding me up, had I only known it. And a place of mystery and magic that reminds me of secrets shared and of wonders that continue to unfold.