I sit and watch the river meander
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Twisting and turning down the path of least resistance
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Swirling past boulders to create a churning mosaic reflecting the sky
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Maples with floppy yellow leaves release helicopter seeds swirling and spinning in the gentle mountain breezes
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Dew drops sparkle, clutching the edges of the long, sharp needles of the dark drooping limbs of ponderosa pine
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Pine cones dropping with a plunk to the dry grassland beneath
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Startling mother Quail with her youngsters hiding in the bush and blue jays squawking opinions from above
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Buttermilk clouds filter the stream of morning sunlight
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Last sunrise of vacation
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