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Meet me in autumn on Jumbo Ridge 
when the sagebrush is still in muted bloom
and the air smells of juniper and coming rain
and the cottonwoods below form a riotous 
golden ring of applause and the miraculous
feels so commonplace that we talk about 
weather—or we don’t talk at all—as if life 
is always stitched through with the undulating 
rhythm of magpies and the sweet call of chickadees,
as if orangish-pink stones are always dotting 
our paths, as if life is always as simple 
as deciding which trail we want to explore next. 

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