We grew, wild and ragged in leaf dappled sunbeams our roots entwined in woodland dens alive with whispers of secrets shared and learners kisses.
Summer stretched cat-slow before us as cool morning dew lay it's bounty at shoeless feet and bluebells bowed in reverence to the dawning of the day.
Winding brooks sang of freedom as all of nature harmonised the melody lifting and lilting to soothe the jealous moon.
How fortunate we were to thrive at nature's breast nestled warmly within her constant heart wrapped safely in her many shades.
I find myself with a sense of "Hiraeth" this afternoon as I look at the city that is now my home. I am a city mouse by default but my valley will always have my heart.