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The Pine Reel

Posted on September 11, 2010 by Martha Phelps Studio ~ creative on purpose

One Sierra mountain night, just a few hours before dawn, (after I had bid the dance hall adieu and started the slow walk up the trail toward sleep) there was this moment… (how do you 
say, “silhouette” in your language?) … Continue reading →

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