These dirt paths, soon I’ll be trading these for the dirt paths of my youth.

Soon, I’ll be walking down the memory lanes of the village in Poland where I spent much of my youth, and what I consider my hometown though I am long removed. I know it has changed, I know I will miss what used to be fields of wildflowers, but I can’t wait to see the things that haven’t changed. Those things that will forever feel eternal.

Dress – Bird & Kite
Boots – thrifted