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31 May

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[vc_row css_animation="" row_type="row" use_row_as_full_screen_section="no" type="full_width" angled_section="no" text_align="left" background_image_as_pattern="without_pattern"][vc_column width="1/2"][vc_column_text] With a lifting tide, the reflections in the waters rise skyward over the edge of a distant butte. Below, the craggy cliff descends into the creek beneath known as "Hell for Certain." [/vc_column_text][/vc_column][vc_column width="1/2"][vc_column_text] Yet the waters above seem to flow over and upwards, gliding into the stars where hearts see no sorrow. This...

20 May

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[vc_row css_animation="" row_type="row" use_row_as_full_screen_section="no" type="full_width" angled_section="no" text_align="left" background_image_as_pattern="without_pattern"][vc_column width="1/4"][vc_column_text]Over a path that snakes around the washouts and fallen debris, the wildflowers call. Rambler rose, Oxeye daisies, and Doll's-eyes (baneberry) beacon one to cross a shallow stream where the tadpoles are growing legs.[/vc_column_text][/vc_column][vc_column width="1/4"][vc_single_image image="17221" img_size="medium" qode_css_animation=""][/vc_column][vc_column width="1/4"][vc_single_image image="17222" img_size="medium" qode_css_animation=""][/vc_column][vc_column width="1/4"][vc_single_image image="17212" img_size="medium" qode_css_animation=""][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row css_animation="" row_type="row" use_row_as_full_screen_section="no" type="full_width" angled_section="no" text_align="left"...

12 May

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[vc_row css_animation="" row_type="row" use_row_as_full_screen_section="no" type="full_width" angled_section="no" text_align="left" background_image_as_pattern="without_pattern"][vc_column width="1/2"][vc_gallery interval="3" images="17238,17367,17185" img_size="large"][vc_empty_space height="5"][vc_empty_space height="20"][/vc_column][vc_column width="1/2"][vc_column_text] In the back-country, under a ledge where the moss, succulents, a few wildflowers, and some ferns grow, there is a great place to take a rest. Here under an overhanging ledge where the waterfalls splatter in a pool below, time come to a mesmerizing standstill. [/vc_column_text][vc_column_text]Eyelids lower...

05 May

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[vc_row css_animation="" row_type="row" use_row_as_full_screen_section="no" type="full_width" angled_section="no" text_align="left" background_image_as_pattern="without_pattern"][vc_column width="3/4"][vc_column_text]Aprils' sun rose thirty times only to fade and wash into this Red River running. Around Rocky Branch, the hillside colonies of wild blue phlox seem to be creeping away, leaving April laughing with this grand display.[/vc_column_text][vc_empty_space height="10"][vc_column_text]Now the groves of May apples are hiding their precious flowers; the gentle breeze lifts...

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