Caught in the mood while capturing Canada 🇨🇦🤘🏼 — @adreamerslens — email@example.com
so far, so long— God only knows.
a glimpse of what is coming, from what we have already seen.
and i waited— waited thoughtfully, contemplating what this dream was without the hope of realistically succeeding in the pursuit. yet, reminiscing upon the faded photos i always glance back upon, i understood that this dream is my success of happiness.
You are my refuge. You are my hope Constant and safe, my home.
you’ve never lost a battle, and I know, you never will.
prowling through the grass ferociously, and yet, one of the most timid pups i have ever met. meet Keely, a nova scotian duck-tolling retriever. she is playful, noisy, and scared of almost everything— including prolonged eye contact, but we’re all scared of that. 😂
still dreaming of that morning walk with you, love.
monumental, at a glance: i’m back.
winter fell in Saskatchewan over the past few days, the fall colours are slowly fading to browns and greys as the leaves pile on the ground. i will be honest, i am genuinely excited for winter and all of the snow, i’m not super excited for -45 *C, but swipe for a surprise! ❤️
imagine being miles away from your reality of life.
a vow to choose to see the goodness in my life, striving among light in the wonder of everything You made.
standing in the chill of the wind, watching lights like fire dance across the Land of The Living Skies.
walking in the moonlight with you ❤️✨
did anyone spot the 🐺? i wish i could describe this lake to everyone, the blues seem so surreal.
the deep blues of those glaciers lakes is absolutely unreal. I love the chaos of weather, surviving a tough hike up, we were surrounded by sleet and hail— but the overview was more moody than I had ever expected. those seem to be the best moments.
All I did was praise All I did was worship All I did was bow down All I did was stay still
striking fire in the night, a flash of love.
the skies in Saskatchewan change rapidly— from northern lights to endless stars to striking lightning, there is never a shortage of beauty. this is a small hint of home, a token of the simplicity that keeps my heart planted.