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it rained almost 3 inches in the last 36 hours but
afternoon sun broke through, air scrubbed clean,
redolent with woodstove smoke and autumn decay,
dry creek running wet first time since late
spring. perfect for a golden hour walk so we
decided to go up north shore road and investigate,
see if anything had happened. it sure is pretty,
not exactly a nature hike but close, and we
speculated on how much karmic justice would be
appropriate for people who drive recklessly
through crosswalks at public parks and past
roadside front yards where toddlers play. hadn't
gotten far into our speculations when one of the
sports cars from before came at us, rolling slow
and respectful. we gave a friendly wave to the
young driver, who returned the gesture with a
blank face. then came the pickup, also at
appropriate speed; the pair in front seat barely
registered our greeting. we went on, road
narrowing to single lane, one blind curve after
another winding up and down, high branches at eye
level growing out of ravines, blacktop slick with
recent rain and wet leaves. >>>
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