A night at Deer Park
I'm living the idea of oasis. Coming down from the highway and heat to nestle between cottonwood and willow. The trees are small. Today, they look graceful and delicate, each leaf articulate. Each trunk etched with meaningful lines. The graygreen leaves flicker in the breeze. Here, we invested in wi-fi, water, cable tv. And shade.
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