The journey

"Mom, we should go on a picture journey," she said, when we got back from the playground.

"Girl, I like the way you think," I said and grabbed my camera while she hopped on her bike.

As the fading light stretched shadows across the fallen leaves, we journeyed, each doing what we love to do. The bittersweet knowledge that these carefree t-shirt-wearing journeys are slipping away with the seasons lingered with me while I snapped the pictures.


(Full size versions of the pictures available here.)