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  • I slept at Eagle Lake; lightly.

    The cold was a pall and I was antsy for progress North.

    Stars shone as I drove on, scooping sugar snack, unreconciled.

    This place where the sun struck will not matter often. I almost didn't stop, but sometimes I harbor the vanity of this whole Earth and my camera prevails.

    Of course, the sky color, and frail shape trails, a queen bluff,

    Thinking of Adams' Moonrise...NM

    Why was I going back.
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