What a photo!
It reminds me of my childhood, my peasant grandparents – who lived off the lands they cultivated – and our Summer vacations in the fields.
Me, my sister and my cousins used to fall asleep under an orange tree and wake up to the sound of a stream passing near by. We chased frogs, and cleansed our hearts, in that stream. Our hands reeked of orange peel (mine still do).
This photo, or what it entails, made me who I am. So ❤
P.S: Keep it real, dear friends. Life is more than what the eyes can see.