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| Three Dog Night |
The Beckster and I were on our own this morning because Dr. K had a pain in her back. Wimp. (Just kidding, Dr. K!) Quite a few people were out on the mountain, but we ran into only one guy and his black dog. Becca and Black Dog got along fine. Still no rain in this awfully-dry desert land.
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| West of Tortugas |
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| Fire still burns in the Organ Mountains |
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| Surveying her domain |
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| Parched desert plants: Creosote and Barrel Cactus |
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| Surprisingly-green Mesquite Trees |
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| How to dirty a clean dog |
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| The rolling foothills of Tortugas Mountain |
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