
That clear brisk morning riding in silence, anticipation, relaxed...
The colors span from the lightest peach tones to rich raven reds like stained lips...
The mountain rise above the rounded rolling dunes...
Sprinkling colors, capturing the newness to come...
11-15-86
My twins were born...
Mars Meadows
©Copyrights: Mars Meadows Culbreth
Published 1988


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