Wide Open Spaces

These country roads remind me of childhood and weekend trips on the outskirts of Dallas to our family farm house, built by my great-grandparents. It was there I got a break from my city upbringing and learned to ride horses, hook a fishing line, shoot cans with a shotgun and even drive a pickup truck!
It's strange that no matter how many years go by, certain places trigger memories you forgot were even there. Driving under the bridge I haven't seen in over 5 years (it used to be part of railroads tracks) was the first strong reminder for me...I pictured climbing on top of it to 'explore' as a kid. The pastures and the long cedar tree lined driveway leading up to the house are still the same :)

(jeans-genetic denim; zip sweater-Zara; leather jacket-arc&co; boots-mossimo; scarf-Missoni)

Here is a picture of 'the farm' from last year when it snowed....we didn't get so lucky this year :(