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The first thing I see in the morning is the blazing sun on the horizon, beaming through the curvatures of the snowy New Zealand Alps. I step out of the cabin into the garden and sit down in the mossy overgrowth with my notebook and pen.  Its mid Spring and the plants are thriving, the flowery vines spreading up the lattice walls and the shade of the tall, full fruit trees creating an enclosure, echoing the sounds of the exotic birds nested somewhere very near.  I’m surrounded by a cornucopia of life and an infinite supply of inspiration.

 

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