Wild horses
- Jessy
- Mar 26, 2018
- 1 min read
Updated: Mar 29, 2018
Welcome!
Where to begin? Where all things begin, I suppose.
Childhood.
Well then. I'll try to keep this short so we can get to more adventures.

I have loved the little details in everything for as long as I can remember. When I was little, I would pretend I was an animal and run around the house or chase the dog around the yard pretending that we were explorers in a far off land. Capturing memories without even knowing it. Our own little home movies in our heads. Imagination time was my favorite. I was Alice in my own little Wonderland.
As I got older, the movements would fade with time until they were just vibrant stills in my mind. I began to miss the smell of the trees in those moments; the taste of the air; the warmth of the rain on my skin; the glow of the sunset from the spot. I longed to hold onto those memories and share them with others, to share the way I felt in those very moments, in every sense.
When I was a teenager, I was given my first camera for Christmas. A little red Kodak hand held. But man, I thought it was the world! My interest in photography took off from there on the wings of butterflies; my soul had found it's calling through this method of self expression and individuality.
The rest is, well, wild horses.
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