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Wednesday, September 29, 2004 |
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an autumn hike to celebrate victory over virus, to the stones and caves above Cedar Pass Cottonwood embraces the pine   Brilliant red-orange lichen-spatter 
Soundtrack: * fly buzzes * car passes on blacktop far below * wind passes around stones and between grasses * Townsend's solitaire, a small brown thrush, repeats its many-noted territorial song * dry remnants of mule's-ears rattle in the breeze * migrating sandhill cranes call and warble from an altitude so great they can't be seen * locusts clack and clatter flapping up from between stones  Hike-mate leads the way; ugh--are you kidding me? I'm the books-movies-and-computer girl, remember...  Lichen patteran...  View from the shady napping cave 5:05:32 PM  comment []
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