The way I see the trail has changed

hey there, Something has shifted, and I didn’t see it coming. I’ve been walking these same trails for years. Same paths. Same woods. Same rhythm. But recently, something changed in how I’m seeing everything. I used to go out looking for something specific. A shape I could burn. A branch with the right curve. A texture that would translate well onto wood. It was always about finding the thing I could take back and turn into a finished piece. Now? I’m not looking for single things anymore. I’m...