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The tall grass in the field and walking through it with my eyes closed, straight into the dying sunlight, letting the grass brush against my outstretched hands and trusting that each footfall will go where it needs to. Not afraid, but alert with the delight of hearing the world and being so very alive.
The crazy breath of my dog during my walk through the field.
That fun feeling that comes with a new car.
The cool evening air against my skin. I like it
Getting a lot done
Being challenged.
Bumpy cat
The waxing moon.
The jet in the evening sky and all it represents

Olalla Creek