Hippie Rapture

Terranean tango. Such grime keeps me in my prime. Whenever parched, we can look for the wilds to restore us. Even though we’re all from the same big ball of dirt, we don’t probe upon it equally. I get onto good wavelengths by getting off on granola time. You know, that extra crispy free-earthen, grass-smelling, sun-hugging, botanical-babe banzai. I believe that we find our better selves when we’re lost within offbeat sun-cloaked treetops, timbered paths, beachy…

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BradensEye

BradensEye

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LOVER of life. Especially people, places, philanthropy, pondering, and photography.