Sitting in the sand dunes at Lake Rose outside of Dakar, Senegal led me back to sunny childhood days spent building sand highways in the tractor tire sandbox in my backyard in Iowa.
Feeling free with the sound of the ocean in my ears at Lake Rose, I finger and toe painted in the dunes while discussing my plans with the baobob tree in the distance. May nature always surround me and silence and wisdom walk beside me as constant companions.
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