The story of my childhood is etched all over this familiar landscape. Living this close to nature, I feel as though I am part of it; as much as the river flowing through it or the ever-changing clouds passing overhead. We alter together with each season, transforming, yet always staying true to our nature. I can read the weather coming in across the hills like I can read my own moods. Leaving Thornwood would be like leaving a part of myself.
