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  • As moist wind lifts the
    fog that cascades over the
    ridge, cows walk and graze.

    There is something in the spare, lonely simplicity of the scene that gives my heart a jolt of painful melancholy joy.

    I am back from three weeks in California. I have much to catch up with on many fronts.

    This photo was taken (by me) on my way north to Eureka from San Francisco.
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