The wind is busy dismantling its favorite instrument. I can now see clear to the ridgetop through the thinning trees—the sky beyond.
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The wind is busy dismantling its favorite instrument. I can now see clear to the ridgetop through the thinning trees—the sky beyond.
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I can now see the brushpile loved by the skulkers…juncos, sparrows and the remaining towhee.
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Ah, the bigger picture emerges.
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Love that plucking to destruction.
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I’m just here for the images, don’t mind me!