the universe, unbounding
leaves in its wake
its waste and smells
Nothing like the Main
the universe, unbounding
leaves in its wake
its waste and smells
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Greece 22: Eye of Aeolus
My wife stopped at the top of the dune leading down to a beach where sand was blowing-- much less red, but still similar to-- the sands seen lifted…
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Greece 21: Green Leviathan
Past the chapel the path resumed. The photo included in the last post looks back at the chapel from the path beyond. Soon there were many…
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Greece 20: Aeolus Redux
The next day we set out again to walk to the isthmus-- at a different time, hoping to avoid contact with with the scary-talking Greek, while feeling…
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