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Monday December 03, 2018

Dave Bonta December 3, 2018

The western ridge shines golden against dark clouds for a few minutes before the sun goes in. A gunshot. The gurgling of the stream.

Posted in Plummer's Hollow
Tagged clouds, hunters, stream, sunrise
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