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Monday, November 15, 2004 |
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Interesting, the results of this forced concision. *** A constipation straining on the pot: Laptop downloading email. *** Nights in the 20s F. leave us with otherworldly frosted morning landscapes. N stopped by early yesterday a.m. and came along with me to hay the llamas. Fernando waited at the fence, but my other guy slept on somewhere. After I called, Lorenzo poked his head out between some low juniper limbs and then galloped downhill to feed, his ragged dark-brown wool heavily sugared with a glistening ice. 10:16:04 AM  comment []
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