When travelling with Anna on the many tracks and roads in pursuit of our flowers, I knew that I could rely on her to get us safely back home, because (unlike me) she rarely misjudged the tracks for a safe journey home.
So she always felt comfortable with me and trusted my driving, while I had complete faith in her ability to always bring me back home.
We would never tire of these journeys, because we never knew what awaited us.
Each night we would return home to plan for the next day
and go to sleep dreaming of all the beauty that nature had allowed us to see.
If only these days could last forever
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