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Nature isn't perfect. It's ever-changing.

I was raised in a tiny rural farming village in the UK on the Suffolk/Essex border. As a child, I spent my days climbing through ancient woodlands, playing pooh sticks down by the river, and cycling through rolling fields and meadows to explore...Now that I am an adult nothing has changed at all! 

I'm always transfixed with the way nature ebbs and flows. Flowers bloom, then die. Leaves bud, then fall. Webs are made, and are then blown away. Animals bustle, and then they sleep. I think we should allow ourselves the same opportunities to be productive, and then rest, or to start exciting journeys, and embrace being blown off-course. 

Nature is everyday magic. I will forever be inspired by it and let it filter through into everything I do.

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