There is a place up in the woods where time will always move slow.
When I visit here, I don’t think about when I will need to go. When morning breaks, the light comes through and brings back memories, of times past and gone with good company. In such a sacred place your imagination can run free. To a place where your creativity can wander endlessly. While certain things may change, there is much that stays the same. It is here that I can always find myself. It is here that my heart will remain.
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Jennifer W. GrahamAs a mother, teacher, artist and observer, I translate my life through visual media. Archives
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