Description: Inspired by first, the photos of my daughter walking with her daughter, and the poem by Robert Frost, which makes up the journalling.
"I'm going out to clean the pasture spring;
I'll only stop to rake the leaves away
[And wait to watch the water clear, I may]:
I shan't be gone long. - You come, too.
I'm going out to fetch the little calf
That's standing by the mother. It's so young
It totters when she licks it with her tongue.
I shan't be gone long. - You come, too."
