My husband and I on a vineyard during our vacation this summer. Poem reads:Let's not travel to tick things off lists or collect half hearted semi treasures to be placed in dusty drawers in empty rooms. Rather, we'll travel to find grounds and rooftops and tiny hidden parks, where we'll sit and dismiss the passing time, spun in the city's web 'til we've surrendered, content to be spent and consumed. I need to feel a place while I'm in it. Victoria Erickson This was my inspiration: http://www.pinterest.com/pin/421157002628168543/
The poem didn't scan well but is much more clear in person. I printed them poem on transparency paper and then used that like a rub on to add it to my LO.