Write to the Point
Personally, there’s nothing like the crashing waves, the bubbling of a moving river or the pure solitude of a high mountain meadow to be able to reflect.
While many seek church, I’m sold on God’s creations in Mother Nature.
As those waves crashed night and day — and another spectacular, yet rare, sunset due to VOG, volcano-induced sulfur dioxide nasty air — it offered the perfect cocktail for serious thinking time.
Oh, that’s along with the fleeting thoughts of favorite song lyrics from those beach philosophers, Jimmy Buffet and Zac Brown.
It’s a milestone birth year for me, having reached Med...
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