It seems that lately, I’ve become a bit of a view whore. Selling my soul, or at least my free time, in a quest for vistas that take me out of the daily and into the sublime. Maybe it’s my own version of seeking something bigger than myself… Maybe it’s because working in classical music makesContinue reading “6288 feet up and still searching”
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Everything and a Racehorse 