I've left Spring and the crisp mountain air of Charlottesville, Virginia, in exchange for the sultry salt air of Summer on the Outer Banks in North Carolina. Now, the sweet scent of blooming Appalachian flowers has been replaced by the aromatic stinch of salt marsh. Green rolling hills have been traded for flat expanses of water and sand. Indeed, the Outer Banks is but a sandbar, constantly shifting under stress from raging oceans and relentless winds. However, storms have temporarily subsided and my new found island life is stress free and serene. Still waters, gentle winds, and sunny days deliver much needed clarity and calmness. Paradise Found!
I've left Spring and the crisp mountain air of Charlottesville, Virginia, in exchange for the sultry salt air of Summer on the Outer Banks in North Carolina. Now, the sweet scent of blooming Appalachian flowers has been replaced by the aromatic stinch of salt marsh. Green rolling hills have been traded for flat expanses of water and sand. Indeed, the Outer Banks is but a sandbar, constantly shifting under stress from raging oceans and relentless winds. However, storms have temporarily subsided and my new found island life is stress free and serene. Still waters, gentle winds, and sunny days deliver much needed clarity and calmness. Paradise Found!
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