
One of the great things about living here in upstate New York is the variety I see in the horizon every day. Sometimes I see tall, old trees and rolling hills, sometimes I see the mountains (the Adirondacks to the north, and to the east there are mountains in Vermont - are they the Taconic Mountains I see or the Green Mountains?). Sometimes I just see big sky and flat farm land. Big Sky feeds my soul.
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