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I certainly need to get back on track with some sort of writing. Here are a couple of paragraphs. If anyone is in a critiquing mood, please jump in..Comments or email most welcome.

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It was late afternoon with the sun already gone. A chill was in the air. The mountains were not high so a few rays still lit up the ridge where autumn prowled among the trees. Shedding their leaves like a slow strip tease, they fluttered to the ground. A quickening breeze would fling them back into the air with utter abandonment, only to die and let them settle once again.

Driving on the narrow road that followed the winding river to one of the camping areas, Ramona watched the changing scenery without her normal appreciation. Nature usually called to her in a way that filled her being with peace. It did not matter where she was, as long as it was out of the city. Flat land, dunes, hills, mountains, Ramona could find contentment. Problems did raise their ugly heads, but such was life and work. Being in these mountains should have brought ease, and it would have except for the picture in her head of Joel Thomas, pinned to a tree by a malevolent arrow. The sadness Ramona felt was soul deep.

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