I can hear the giggle, can’t you? I can feel the wind biting her nose like her kitten, playing in the haymow. I can see how good, how really, really good this moment was.
This is who she will always be to me.
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what is beautiful remains 
Beautiful photo, beautiful post!
You have been most prolific of late sweet Brenna and I love this and camouflage the very most! How you make such beauty from your inner journey is so amazing to me – and I’m hoping you really are seeing the butterfly within.