November 9, 2012
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Last rush of FALL
Lobo crashes through the fallen leaves, scattering questions on why the season’s change has such an impact
“Lobooooooo,” I holler, as a breeze swirled up the East Verde River, setting the yellow cottonwood leaves a flutter.
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