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In the depth of winter around 3:30 or 4:00 as the sun sinks into the west, the mountains take on a beautiful monochromatic majesty.
It is becoming bitter cold and getting back to the warm lodge and a good supper is the main concern in mind.
But still there is a wonderful quiet that falls upon the hills urging us to stay out a few more minutes.
Kathy Pilgrim | 20-Aug-2010 13:57 | |
Guest | 18-Aug-2010 09:13 | |