I’m packing, today, for a favorite destination in the U.S. of mine, Olympic National Park, in the state of Washington. Visiting at this time of the year has become, dare I say it— a tradition. I long for a few days of rain, fog, fires, enough light for a bit of photography— but mostly darkness. It’s in the gloom where I find the most solace and peace. I…
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