Wide open spaces. Expanses of land or water. My heart drinks in the glory of the Creator whose hand crafted such beauty, and a part of my soul wakes up to breathe.
I am almost clausterphobic somtimes in this endless concrete jungle, with buildings in the West Valley of Phoenix springing up overnight. And then, I see a picture like this, and, even for a moment, I stop.....
Plain and simple. Wide open spaces make my heart come alive.
What makes your heart come alive?
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