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The sun was high in the cloudless sky, beating down upon me without pity. It was so bright, I wondered briefly if my sunglasses were on; the bright, s...

Time’s often been compared to a river. Rivers can be smooth flowing, peaceful and beautiful to behold. But, they can suddenly change into raging torre...

The lake stretched before us, long and narrow. A light breeze ruffled its surface and as I watched an eagle soared out from behind a pine covered isla...

It doesn’t matter how many times you step out of your car, into the clear, crisp, refreshing morning: the exhilaration, inspiration and joy of dawn fi...