Rain threatens in the distance, but is still too far away. Grass crunches under my feet and creek beds run dry. An evening stroll in small town Indiana is full of stillness and silent adventure . . .
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c.b.w. 2012
Rain threatens in the distance, but is still too far away. Grass crunches under my feet and creek beds run dry. An evening stroll in small town Indiana is full of stillness and silent adventure . . .
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c.b.w. 2012