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I woke up on my sleepy island to light snow flakes drifting across the bay. Crossed the storm tossed straights to the hustle and bustle of the big city.  Over the river and though the woods to my secret cabin.

white out

Change is in the air.

“It’s not what you look at that matters, it’s what you see.” 
~Henry David Thoreau


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