Let thy west wind sleep on the lake; Speak silence with thy glimmering eyes, And wash the dusk with silver. – William Blake St. Andrews West Sands Beach, March 2025 An ora...
Maybe it's the weather mixed from the winds breaking against Mt Fuji. Maybe it's the mist rising off of Tokyo Bay in the mornings. Or maybe it's the elegant wardrobes of the s...
It was my first time in West Texas. Georgia O’Keeffe once said she, “couldn’t believe Texas was real…the same big wonderful thing that oceans and the highest mountains are.” Spe...