This time of year where I live, there is a shift in the light that results in what I love to call peach-colored sunsets. These are not the blazing spectacles that light the sky on fire and inspire award-winning images. Those happen in places like Sedona, Arizona or on a random beach in Florida. Rather, the ones that warm my soul here are soft and sim…
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