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WHEN IT'S RIGHT - Neil - August 29, 2011
WHEN IT'S RIGHT
The sun on this late Montana morning rose over my Big Sky home into a robin-egg blue sky that, in Montana, seems to go on forever. The mountains were tack sharp against the blue sky and the air had a certain crispness that foretold the coming of fall. I was aware that somewhere beyond those mountains the first cold winds of winter are gathering, but not today.
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