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one month later

... and I'm finding it's hard to be sad when you are traveling through Eastern Washington wine country. I've stumbled across so much beauty in the past few days, and my mind has been blown by all of the history in this area -- literally millions of years of layer upon layer of change, tragedy and new life. (Can you tell I spent yesterday in a "geology and terroir" class? Ha.)

How can you not look at this basalt and the way it bursts outward like a flower and be totally amazed and humbled?


It is also hard to be sad when you get to drink this:

I know, right? Life sucks.

And walk through a cobblestone-covered vineyard and find this:


So much for which to be grateful.


I see her in all of it.

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