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Some days I think I was born to sit on a mountain and wisely — if pretentiously — ponder the great imponderables. (Sadly, it doesn’t pay well.) I especially love philosophical questions that challenge me to consider and balance opposing… Continue Reading →
I have always found the desert Southwest immensely calming. Originally I assumed it was simply the comfortable feeling of being back in my childhood home — it never felt right when I lived in states without mountains — but on… Continue Reading →