What an unexpected encounter. You popped under the bike wheels. This must have been quite a rude awakening. Please know that we are all thankful for the fruits of your labor.
Warmly, Jen
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BREATHING CHAPARRAL | JOURNAL
Inhaling steadily, exhaling gently into the fieriness of developing Manzanita skin and glistening like Mountain Mahogany.
Black sand travelled 35 miles from the West.
Red soil travelled 35 miles from the East.
To be in the studio today.
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