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Sweet Dreams Storms

I love hearing distant rumbling, going outside and seeing a large thundercloud brewing over the northern ridge just before lunchtime. It means I have just enough time to make and eat lunch before its cool outflow breezes rush downslope, making for perfect after-lunch napping in deep sleep full of vivid dreams just as the storm arrives and drops its load of aerosols-stirring rain on the canyon.

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