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Dear General Sherman…

  Strong, tall Straight as an arrow, The higher you get The more my love grows Silent, so petite… I revel when I hide In your shadow, At your feet… My soft hearted El Capitan, Giant silhouette In the dying sunset… Let me run My singing fingers Along your ageless Trunk, Dear General Sherman.

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Mountain man… (Part four)

Previously posted June 11th, 2016   I called your name from the opening of the front door. It was unlocked when I arrived, and that was odd, since you were terrified of strangers breaking in at any time of day or night… ¬†You didn’t respond, which seemed even stranger. I called a second time, almost…… Continue reading Mountain man… (Part four)