Damon Zwicker Damon Zwicker Blogs Green

Jul 9, 2008 05:47 pm

The day was hot.  I started up the hillside.  Morning light was beginning to break through the treetops.  I clomped through the underbrush fighting off branches.  My boots dropped one in front of the other, dust wafted from the dry ground into the air and making its way to my nose, ingesting the earth.  My hands grasp and p... Read More

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