| Saturday, September 4, 2004 |
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morning hike ![]() I can have this. This is a gift. Heck, I do have this. Dogs clattering through dry mule's-ears, their excited panting a moist rhythm behind fly buzz, the long, subdued whoooosh of breeze through juniper. ![]() Last night's moon wants to stay. 10:50:50 AM |












