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March 9, 2013

up in the woods, through moss and snow and clouds you hit a sweet spot, a justright cranny where the hum of cars and rapids and whatever else was buzzing through the air just drops, like that, and it’s you, some leaves, and maybe  – with some luck – a break in the dancing clouds, a glance at the work of hours, step after step that brought you to this sweet sweet sight.

tried some jamming. my girls.

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