Taz and I share our mutual views for the day. He from our deck in Homer, Alaska and me, from a coffeeshop in Manhattan. To me, they are equally beautiful, even while they each touch my soul in vastly different ways. This is one of my many joys in traveling, the discovery of what moves me, what keeps me still, what engages me and what closes me in. My external explorations invoke internal explorations - exhausting and exciting...
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Love all your pictures and stories of your travels and adventures! Thanks for sharing!
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