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How Travel Taught Me the Importance of “Home”

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The first time I held a living monarch in my cupped hands was in a eucalyptus grove in Oceano. By California standards, the morning was chilly even though the sun was out on a late January morning. The grove, owned by the nearby city of Halcyon, was believed to be land on which Native Americans thrived. Continue Reading

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