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Olympic Mountain Dreams day 3

patches of moonlight wavering through branches — watering an ancient tree I awoke a few times through night to an exultation of stars peeking through the canopy and very late a thin moon made it over the valley walls. After a my nights sleep with the ever present white noise of the river, I woke to a grey morning with mist streaming down the valley walls.  Over the course of a morning spent in contemplation…

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