Yesterday the hunting season for sanglier opened.
Packs of dogd braying and howling after months of confinement.
The anniversary of the virgin’s asumption into heaven and the homeward trek of vacanciers begins.
Life on the Eagle River: some elements of the equation never change.
Go to the Clou de la Fou and see for yourself that this is true
short term.
But let the mind beware that though the flesh be bugged, the circumstances of existence are pretty glorious. –Jack Kerouac, The Dharma Bums
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