I’ve always loved the outdoors, the interaction with the environment, moving through physical space and time.  The change of seasons, the unpredictability of nature, the subtle differences in the landscape from one day to the next.  And, of course, the living, breathing, growing things that live in the wild. I recently had the fortune to spend a week at Shenandoah River State Park.  Of course, it was breathtakingly beautiful, from the languid flow of the river to the violent

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