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Squeak (Part I)

(Death Valley, California – Monday, March 22, 2010) We’ve been waking right around sunrise each morning. The desert birds have a lot to talk about, and their celebratory tones invite participation…that fact, and I’m needing to stiffly extricate myself from … Continue reading

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