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.