My Winds of Change  1

It was a rickety start, but it was the best we had. We can't see where this will take us, or even every step along the way. The future is obscured, but we hope. In the meantime, wildflowers still bloom atop the hillside. Until they don't. Somehow, when filtered through the intentions of others, the original work loses a lot in the translation. But, we'll see.