Friday, October 4, 2013

trip to centenial 10/3

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see water and some down trees. I hear birds and the small creek running by. I smell fresh clean air. Kinda pine smelling. Today there is a girl near my spot drawing a picture I feel the solid sturdy tree I am sitting on. And the cold water on my hands when I put them in the creek.

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