Mendenhall Glacier

Springtime self-explorations

By KarenPublished 3 years ago • 1 min read

Mendenhall Glacier Ice Cave - May 2016

Glacial waterfall

Exploring your depths, and mine

Cracking ice above

inspirational

About the Creator

Karen

I'm a writer, maker, and artist searching for my voice. I can't promise any one specific topic or style of writing, but I can promise you that it will all always come from me, never from a machine.

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Springtime self-explorations

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Karen

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