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Friday, August 09, 2019

12 Birch Creek Panos

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Summer has passed in a blur of grasshoppers, cheatgrass, nighthawks, toadsong, sandstone, basalt, silence, alfalfa, Benadryl, ramen, fruit s...
Monday, March 25, 2019

The Fly Who Dreamed He Was an Eagle

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Once upon a time there was a Fly who nightly dreamed that he was an Eagle and that he found himself flying over the Alps a...

Faith and the Mountains

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At first, faith moved mountains only as a last resort, when it was absolutely necessary, and so the landscape remained the...
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