Wednesday, October 1, 2014

Reflecting on my roots

I feel pleasantly strange in the south, floating through each humid scene with a comforting sense of detachment, while countless insects provide ominous soundtracks on a continuous loop. Every moment feels like reading a mystery that you can't put down; all the details spark curiosity. And nearly everyone you meet is incredibly kind.

On the bank of the Bogue Falaya River in Covington, LA

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