I was a little disappointed with the cloud coverage in the west so no sunset photos, even more disappointing was finding that the tree in the photo below is gone. I guess it didn't make it through the hurricane season last year.
I'm reprinting the entry I wrote last November when I took this photo. The words mean as much to me today as they did the day I wrote them. Your voices have become very important to me, they help me to explore and define my own.
When you look at this sky is the color of blue that
you see so much different from what I see?
Is the blue that you see determined only by what
you have always known or by what those that think and speak
just like you see?
I am grateful for the privilege of learning to listen to
voices that are not necessarily just like my own, I often
find comfort and solace there.
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