My dogwood in the front yard :)
When my friends take off, soaring

all around me, life takes a toll. Actually, wait. It’s been taking a toll. For far too long. 

My neck is getting so tired of looking up, wishing I could be there, but despite the efforts I make, I am land bound. 

Why me? 

Although this is the end of our trip, it isn’t the end of the road. This is no dead end for us. This “ending” is merely a small trail leading to highways and freeways of new beginnings.
A small taste only leaves appetite for more. A large portion imparts a craving that cannot be filled. 

Portland, OR USA

MooooooooonHash - Cave with lots os saturation 
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