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If you stay still you can hear the ocean and smell the sea air. Maybe even feel the peacefulness of the moment. That’s what I feel when looking at your picture. Thank you for the zen moment.

Love was watching hummingbirds on milkweeds, Love was weeding under the merciless Texas sun. Love was pouring gray concrete on my house, Love was watching laborers, scrape, brush and varnish. Love for me was inhaling, Humid, and hot expanses of this land, Endless skylines covered in orange and red