Worrying Comes to Nothing
“Finally I saw that worrying had come to nothing. And gave it up. And took my old body and went out into the morning and sang.”
― Mary Oliver
Photo Credits: Songs at Dawn by Susan J. Preston, Bosque del Apache, NM © 2019, all rights reserved
Technical: Fuji XT-3 | XF 100-400MM F4.5-5.6 R ML OIS WR
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