Sweeping through the rain, wet skirt flying, yet not running from it, she collects her tribe, surrounding herself with their energy and joy.
Near or far, that pleasure will remain with her, to revisit time and time again. To recreate in memory and to look forward to again and again in real life.
Experiment and experience; it's a way of life for her...and her path into more life. It's a pleasure to watch and a privilege to support. Such living leaves one open to joy and friendship with such people does much the same.
Independence is worthy of respect and in independence, she is free.
