 This week’s post is a little different.
I wanted to take a moment to focus on something that often gets overlooked, the incredible kindness that exists all across America, if we only slow down enough to notice it.  At Birch Bay in Washington State, there’s a simple path that leads straight from the parking lot to the beach. It’s narrow with just enough room for one person, framed by tall grass and a hint of salt in the air. You can’t see the water until the very end, but you can hear the waves calling ahead.
 Happiness Leads the WayAs Fall settles in and the days grow a little shorter, it’s the perfect time to pause and reflect on what truly drives us. We often chase success, believing that once we achieve a certain goal, land that job, or reach that milestone, happiness will follow. But what if it’s actually the other way around?
 I took this photo a few years ago at Eagle Island State Park in Idaho. It was late summer, and wildfires nearby had filled the air with smoke. The haze softened everything, the light, the colors, even the sounds. The sun hung low, mirrored perfectly in the still water, and the trees stood quiet above their reflections.
 On my cross-country bike ride in 2017, I came across this piece of forgotten playground equipment in Wyoming. Standing quietly in the grass, unused yet unbroken, it stirred something familiar: a reminder of simpler times.
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