On the Trail

The silver rings of Zuma

 
That day, there was a great big ring around the sun, too, a huge prismatic circle bleeding color into a streaky whitewash of cirrus clouds. That day, it was hotter than average for fall and windier than heck. Three days earlier there’d been rain. The wind helped dry out the fire road although puddles remained, showing peeling layers of dark brown gelatinous mud and deeply etched coyote prints and deer tracks. That day, just out for some exercise on Zuma Ridge, I came upon the trail ...

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