When I was a young girl I would gallivant though fields of daisies, long grasses and queen annes lace. I felt wild and strong and free. I was naturally curious and felt the joy of being in nature, the sun on my skin.
Those days are far behind me. I no longer run in tall grasses. I carefully walk. I step over sticks and I stop and check for ticks. The feeling of strength and freedom has been replaced with trepidation and caution. I reapply sun screen and make sure my hat is covering my face.
Youth vs maturing age. Freedom vs fear. Curiosity vs caution. Does one have to replace the other? A question to ponder.