Lying on my back last night, I gazed up at hundreds of meteors streak across the sky and thought - we are not alone in our universe. And then, a parliament of owls confirmed my epiphany with a melodic serenade… life in the High Country.
“My song to the world is motion—”
Standing along the same river where these words were written over 100 years ago,
I hear you Charles…
From “Song of the Trout” © 1914 Charles Edwin Hewes
Weed of the Week: BOLO 4 Dame's Rocket, an escaped ornamental, it’s not coming back. Btw, neither am I; you go girl.
Gary Wayne Clark
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