Thursday photo prompt: Vista #writephoto

Thanks again to Sue Vincent for sharing one of her photos with us.
You can check out her blog and details of this challenge here
For visually challenged writers, the image shows a wide, summer landscape, seen from a narrow path near the top of a hill that looks out across a valley.
She didn’t remember the path being this narrow, neither the age it took to climb.
But the view, oh yes…… she remembered the view.
It hadn’t changed. Man hadn’t found a way to exorcise this natural beauty.
Maybe the Ancestors were having the last laugh.
Her own echoed down the hillside.
Oh the days of running free, hair streaming behind her like gold ribbons in the sun.
Falls and scrapes, rolling down the grassy slopes, chasing dreams and rainbows, happiness seen in everything. There were few clouds on her horizon then.
Tales of white giants and mystical steeds, folklore and wishes of the past, promises of times yet to come.
She kept walking. Careful steps, back to yesterday and away from tomorrow.
A gentle tug on her sleeve, she looked down into bright shining eyes, a vision of her younger self.
This was their time, and she could relive her memories through them, weaving her own stories of myths and legends, bringing the landscape alive.