WHERE THE BUFFALO ROAM
Nature is magnificent. Poets have extolled its virtues and idyllic refuge for centuries. But it’s akin to solitude, that has been said to sometimes be a disease and sometimes a cure, depending upon the dosage.
An overdose of anything is bad for you. A gentle summer breeze can be welcomed. Add too much wind and rain, and you have a hurricane. I’ve spent most of my life in or near Nature and have overdosed more times than I want to admit.
Does that keep me from seeking it still? May it never be! But I like to think I’ve gotten wiser through experience. It’s said that good judgment comes from experience, and most experience comes from bad judgment. I stand guilty.
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