Every time I walk out of our house and cross the road my eyes are drawn down its length to the beautiful sight of an ancient volcano. He sits sentry at the head of the spit of sand upon which our little town sits. He gazes down over the impressive, enormous, natural harbour on one side and on the other to the Pacific Ocean which stretches so magnificently into the distance I should imagine it makes the volcano feel quite insignificant. I love the sense of perspective one gets from both the volcano and the ocean.
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