6 October 2010. Digger pines and mining claims, gold pan as moon...
A cabin high in the mountains, night of giant storm. Lightning on all the nearby peaks, hail and rain beating down on tin roof. Inside, feel of wood--the rounded walls, pine-wood beds--a table of varnished boards, small windows onto great trees...
Two crayfish on rocky bottom at edge of Gold Lake, jaunty hunters, slow moving, adept. A small blue claw, partly dried, in the pebbles along the bank. Later--golden bee with small black head, tucked in against side of white car...
Granite crags high above...
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