Jess Hill

Oh, Vancouver you are just brimming with life!
The pink lips of flowers just barely peeking out of soil and branch to kiss the rain.

Spring…growing light.

The shadows softening….our gaze gossamer, dreamy and romantic.

Befitting the pacts we’ve made with our hearts.

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In the spirit of the season I am growing too.

Bangs are longer…encouraging my curls to reach for my shoulders with the waning and waxing of the moon.
Studying seeds…dreaming of the life they keep inside their tiny pockets.
Appreciating the sounds of all the elements and the distances they travel…growing my gratitude for melody.

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there’s a princess in the future…a castle to inhabit
beautiful things are about to take shape
steady your gaze…don’t turn away
this is the place.

❤