I’ve been dying to pick fruit since I moved to Florida and today I visited a blueberry farm!
On a cloudy day in Worcester, England, Abigail wondered onto a gravel path in the country. Blanketed by moss and grass, the whole place felt whimsical. I wonder what’s down this path? She thought. A breeze rustled the leaves and nudged Abigail towards her new discovery. “Alright, alright, I’ll walk down the street.” Each stepContinue reading “Day 4: Street”
On March 22nd, my boyfriend and I hopped in the car and drove to Ferndale Preserve in Ferndale, Florida. Cooped up inside since March 16th, we needed to break free of the house. We pulled into the parking lot and saw a lovely park with signs stating areas were preserved for wildlife. I stopped atContinue reading “Finding Some Peace Outdoors”