all the world
leaving iowa, all i could think about was the children's book,
by liz garton scanlon.
"nanas, papas, cousins, kin
piano, harp, and violin
babies passed from neck to knee
all the world is you and me
everything you hear, smell, see
all the world is everything
everything is you and me
hope and peace and love and trust
all the world is all of us."
this is a book that we've had since elodie was very little and i literally choke up every single time i read it. the feeling of growth, strength in community, being outdoors, exploring, celebrating the seasons is so perfectly captured in the book. our time in iowa somehow felt like a beautiful illustration from it.
fairfield pictures coming next week!
