Moving from postcard to postcard. Mouth pried wide, inhaling air untouched by hands. I’m a long way from the heatwave of NY, where my lungs hung heavy in thickness. Water runs clear here. No beat, or pulse. But that of life itself.
I’m told there’s a sound machine that has “NYC” as a white noise option. Not just “city” but NYC. Perhaps you can google around, find the vendor and have it over-nighted? Or, perhaps not.
This place seems to be beautiful. Your pictures are nice.
Enjoy Mother Nature..
Jack, it’s stunning! And yes, I am enjoying. Although it’s a little hard to go from NYC to full stop.
I’m told there’s a sound machine that has “NYC” as a white noise option. Not just “city” but NYC. Perhaps you can google around, find the vendor and have it over-nighted? Or, perhaps not.
That looks like Wyoming or Montana… wherever it is, it’s “ah-sum”. Enjoy Sabrina!
Natalie, you’re close. We are in Northern British Columbia, Canada.
lucky.
oops. clicked publish too soon! what a change you’ve made, i’ve enjoyed looking at your photos, i can almost smell the fresh air.
Stunning. I can “smell” the crisp clear air from your photos.
are you in full stop yet? i hope so. the stars and the crickets will like to join you there.
♥
kj
KJ, just reached full stop. And now it’s time to leave. But on to next adventure…