'It is hard to truly drink in a view like this at the best of times. But it is even harder to grasp that such a vision of paradise is, in some way, home'
I was standing on the high ridge of a volcanic caldera, looking out over a vast lake ringed by steep cloud forest. Lagoa do Fogo, it’s called. Lake of Fire. Bees danced in the humid air infused with juniper and ginger lily. It is hard to truly drink in a view like this at the best of times. But it is even harder to grasp that such a vision of paradise is, in some way, home.
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