For 20 years, I taught geography, guiding students through the landscapes of the world—its rivers and mountains, its histories and cultures, its shifting terrains. Yet my own roots have always run deeper, winding through the quiet paths of the countryside, where the land itself speaks in whispers. I am not just drawn to nature; I am of it. Wandering through forests, tracing the scent of crushed thyme beneath my fingers, gathering the wild offerings of the seasons - these are not just pastimes, but a remembering. The plants, the trees, the stillness of the land - they hold stories, and I listen.