192: Something Magical

There's something magical about poetry. Everytime you don't write it down, it happens to be the best. And and then sometimes when you do, it just comes out like a jumble of crashing waves. It always comes to you when you're just not quite ready and some of us even have to drag it back... Continue Reading →

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Day 80: The Next Level

We have a house guest. He is a young American who's been traveling the world for the last six months and has appeared on our couch for a few days. Somehow, despite our love of visiting new places and photography we have very little in common and I was not sympathetic to his stories about... Continue Reading →

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