With all things and in all things, we are relatives. - Sioux
This picture represents where my mind goes when it is quiet. I learn so much from the tree. The tree is me.
Photographed by my photo hero on the way to Joffre Lakes, BC Canada.
Impossible leave, yet impossible to stay.
Is the grass always greener, or is it just a case of incurable travel bug?
Steve and I watched the sunrise from our amazing home in Curl Curl for the last time. I did some stretching and he took some photos, before saying thank you and goodbye to Beach Street.
If your heart says start a new chaper the you'd better hurry up and turn the page.... or start a blog!
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