Over the winter...
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| ...there wasn't as much going on with the pawpaws, besides being covered in snow. |
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| To be sure, I knew how they felt at times, but at other times I was thinking about other things, like... |
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| I also went down to the San Rafael Swell and walked among the red rock cliffs and frozen puddles... |
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| ...and petroglyphs and... |
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| ...overcast skies. |
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| And we snow-shoed. |
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| And then spring and the wood ducks showed up, and the pawpaws began coming back to life. |








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