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
so incredibly worth it in the end.
what is it about where you live that you love?
please share with me!