Happiness is the harvest of a quiet eye.
~ Austin O'Malley
- - - - -I love the ocean, but I also find a sense of quiet and calm and peace when I see cornfields. I know it's because I grew up around them. Leslie prefers the mountains.
Not me. Mountains hide things. I prefer to see what is around me - what is coming and going and nearby. I don't think it's because I'm more nosey than Leslie. Not that I'm saying she is nosey. She's not. She told me that. She said it's called "curious."
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