Ancient Rhythms


Autumn fireweed

“When one finally arrives at
the point where schedules are
forgotten, and becomes immersed
in ancient rhythms, one begins
to live.”

— Sig Olson

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Just a basic, down to Earth, laid back type of guy here, who loves the outdoors, the indoors, jazz on the turntable, a fire in the woodstove, the northern lights blazing across the sky, and the company of good friends. View all posts by icefogger

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