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Dreaming


Growing up, my family spent many lazy days on the rugged, mystical Oregon coast where my grandmother lived. The drive from where we lived near Portland, through the mountains to the coast, was beautiful.

On one such trip, when I was very young, I remember sitting in the back seat and needing to look up to see out of the car window. I was mesmerized as I saw…

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