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What a gorgeous photo. And I like being reminded that there is always beauty when you look for it.
I remember taking a train from Harrisburg, PA to New York, NY and being mesmerized by the last 30 minutes - wetlands, marshes, sunset, birds... Nature is there, where we look, seemingly impoverished perhaps at times, but ultimately, all that there is.
Pete, you said it better than I ever could. And there's something about finding beauty in these unexpected places that makes it seem more remarkable.
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