As I sat in the dimming light, I looked skyward at the tall ponderosa pines pointing upward in silhouette, their darkening green so iconic we call it forest green, the last color seen after the blue of sky fades. The ducks by the lake raised their call, perhaps to signal to their brood it is time to bed down for the night. Even they know that night is a…
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