Tuesday, December 30, 2014

Homesick

Does looking at the photos make me homesick?
Or do I look at the photos because I'm homesick?

It isn't a matter of being unhappy where I'm at; 
because I am happy where I'm at. 
It isn't a matter of things being easier, or better, there; 
because things aren't easier, or better, there. 

So what is it about Victor?
What is it about Phantom Canyon?
Whatever it is,
it packs a whale of a punch.







Raven flies in the sun.





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