Ok, so it's not Sydney. And, in fact, it wasn't the most fantastic day in the world either. But the tide rolls in and out, turning the beach to a mirror. And the sun rises and then sets, turning the clouds salmon. And even exercising the dog becomes an experience of beauty and joy (regular readers will notice that it's my house behind me--and mirrored in the sand in front of me--as I throw the ball for the dog). It's beautiful to be home.
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That "mirror" photo with Perry is supremely awesome!
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