This week I laid in my hammock and stared at the sun blazing through the oak trees. The gentle sway of the breeze, the harsh heat, and the towering limbs hanging heavy on a midsummer day made for a captivating ecosystem overhead that held my attention for the better part of a half hour. I just stayed there looking up and not thinking about much of anyt…
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