A lifestyle + travel blog for women 50+
What does Collecting Daisies mean?
I started this blog many, many years ago as a way to cope with the death of one of my closest friends, Michelle, and as a love letter to myself as I struggled through mental health issues. For me, Collecting Daisies evokes a sense of gathering small moments of beauty, joy, and simplicity, like picking flowers one by one to create a unique bouquet of experiences.
To you, it might symbolize appreciating life’s little joys, focusing on personal growth, or even seeking new adventures in a way that feels intentional and personal. For others, it could reflect the journey of embracing new beginnings or transformations, as daisies often symbolize these themes.
However you interpret it, Collecting Daisies is a space for inspiration, wellness, and self-care—a place where I hope you find lightness and positivity amid everyday challenges.

Hi, I'm Erin.
I’m a vocal advocate for human rights + equality and rescue dogs, I love being outdoors, love a great book and am always looking for my next destination.

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