My teachers are not sages, but the trees, animals and wind.
I always leave feeling better about things.
Beats the hell out of analysis. And they never pass the plate.
Besides this roadrunner here, I saw many kestrels, seemingly in every tree, harriers, hawks, ibis, coots, ducks and more.
Looking forward to digging into my swag. Gracias, San Jacinto.
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