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The Good Life On Pumpkin Hollow Farm

The hummingbirds flit around my hair on their way to sweetened nectar their ringing┬ásounds of┬ábells in the early morning air. The dawn shines clear and hopeful brushing pink in its palette spread across the landscape fair. I walk across heavy laden needles and cacti, up steep inclines of bindweed and pine cones, through underbrush that …

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