Sometimes, when I feel a lot of stress, I imagine myself sitting on the shore in Homer, Alaska, a place I visited once–in 2007. There was something magical about that place where, under the 24-hour sunlight of late May the mountains gleamed across the Kachemak Bay from a tiny fishing village at the end of all highways. And so, I picture myself sitting on the gravel spit and painting the awesome beauty all around me, watching bald eagles take flight across the steel gray water. – Michael Tino (CLF)
Where might you imagine yourself today?