Just cuz I feel like adding another picture. This is where I go when I'm off the grid.
Do you get it now?
I thought so.
Now just hear the breath in your lungs, the wind in the grass, the powerline's hum, and nothing much else.
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i love this.
but only in summer.
i cannot bear the thought of this
being all white and cold.
Ah, but the power and drama of the winter in a place like that- it has a character of its own. And it demands respect and awe. Something truly magnificent about the winters of my youth. And my old age for that matter. Winter is something special.
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