We walked the beach at end of day – the time when light lingers long enough, but night is not too far. Purposing to see everything the shore had to offer. Not to just walk and come back as though it were checked off…
A tree lined park, a shady path, a stream – things painters illustrate, writers help us imagine, and we often take for granted. Winding our way along such a path my husband noticed the bark of certain trees was peeling off and laying…
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