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Contrary to downstreamers heading to cubicles...
Everything somehow connected...
Soaking up the winter sun...
Going down the slope to the valley...
Hit and run: a child's bike left behind...
Aslope canal bank tree enshrouded...
Corner Circle K juxtaposed early winter morning...
Surveying the distance to foothills...
Heading north with lucent winter sun glaring down...
Jesus as rock but confined to an alcove...
Shrouded in brush and tress on canal bank...
Toward the nearest exit out of town...
Brush strokes of wind gleaming golden light...
Leavings settling waiting to be wind swept away...
Ruthlessly spray painting the sky at sunset...
Everything still in motion after hours...
Sunday on the way home from service...
Asking Big Sky for answers...
Straight or scribbled against the sky...
Desert oasis settling in for the night...
Occupant last seen departing in Cadillac...
Golden incandescent lighting up urban desert sky...
Seizing the day at cool dawn...
Recovery is right around the next corner...
Inside the outhouse where exterior light comes in...
Off the exit westward dusty road to timelessness...
Dried brush catching shining midday sun...
