I find myself pondering how our environments shape us. Subtly, subversively....clandestinely creeping into hearts and souls and minds..
This one feels dry and unforgiving sometimes.....
a stern taskmistress,
and yet, if she is your cup of tequila..
you can find beauty and strength
in the tiny recesses of an upturned stone..less flashy... more hidden
like a gem you have to work hard to find
but
so incredibly worth it in the end.
what is it about where you live that you love?
please share with me!
ox