For many years, I wanted to be like the pretty flowers living in a bright glasshouse. Dainty, comfortable, and always being cared for.

But perhaps, to be able to truly understand the raw beauty of nature and the gift within it… you have to be like the wildflowers that grow on an unassuming path, and stand strong in colors, despite of the wind in all kinds of weather.

//A promise that I made to myself. To disregard the terrains and circumstances, and embrace simplicity. ย And basically be y’know, tougher, and learn how to ride the wind. ๐Ÿ˜€

-Wildflowers, a doodle in watercolor.


5 thoughts on “Wildflowers”

  1. Aye, speaking as a weed, I can ken where you’re coming from. What is a weed in one garden is a crop in another. In nature we all live side by side in whatever environment we find ourselves. Each taking according to his needs. Each blooming in his/her own time and each bearing its own kind of fruit. As God planned and Mother Nataure nurishes. Do ya see?

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