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Picture
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Thursday
November 6,
2025
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| isn't it strange
how rain finds the river? it takes days before the ground is saturated. only then does runoff reach the dry creek bed. this was the first fresh flow of the season and it felt like the homecoming of a long lost friend. a funny thing happened as i stood on the bridge: after a while i became the thing i was looking at. that feeling exists now as a memory to be tapped. |
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