Magma flows to the sea like it did ten million years ago. 
Glacial icefalls flow to the sea, like they did ten thousand years ago. We flow to the sea, like we did ten hundred days ago. We learn, we live, we remember, we cherish, we return.
beneath the long sun
we rejoin the warm sea sand
seashell memories
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Raku pottery, vases, and gifts
We are all just babes in the woods.
Travel blog & Strasbourg city guide
Traveling Fashion Designers 🌼
Hikes and Travels in Colorado and Beyond
"Everyone needs beauty as well as bread, places to play in and pray in, where nature may heal and give strength to the soul" -John Muir
Is it destiny, happenstance or stratagem?
Showcasing the beauty of Mother Nature
A dose of fetish. Good friends. An incomparable muse.
Where Fictional Characters Rule
Wandering Soul Writer
reflections on a passing life
Everyone has a story to tell. This is me, telling mine.
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