Walking with James Allen
A Rainy Season in Costa Rica
Today I ventured out after the rain to walk the beach to the mountain. The clouds were low overhead. I knew the rain would return. Something about the vastness of the empty shoreline for miles was particularly awe-inspiring. It was like a live masterpiece of a painting I could only breathe in and enjoy myself.
As I walked, the rain came. No matter…
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