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where we were working....."A
circle of purple hyacinths,
soft fur........................... bluebirds singing on the mesa. It is a hot day. set into a decaying tree trunk. ..........You have hiked along the stream for several miles the sound of water .........You have forgotten to pack a bottle of beer. white capped mountains........Suddenly you encounter a golden icebox, cold water,......................set into a decaying tree trunk. purple lupine on the hillside ........You open it....," Gunter continued. walking down to the water..."Brown and gold bottles of beer with exotic labels a flowered dress..............are arrayed inside. a glass of beer ......Gwennie, would you open one and drink it?" spring water in winter..... the smell of hops and honey.... The daily in and out flow of a billion bytes...... the smell of green grass.... warm stones by the river......................... unexpected woodland events a red front door................ under the eves of the porch........................ a black woodstove............................ the smell of the leather couch.................... screen has been going black....................... making love...................... a black and white document.......... a long wooden table the faded Indian blanket on the daybed
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