The grassland lay in a deep violet haze and to the west thin flights of waterfowl were moving north before the sunset in the deep red galleries under the cloudbanks like schoolfish in a burning sea and on the foreland plain they saw vaqueros driving cattle before them through a gauze of golden dust
Music to my eyes ƪ(˘⌣˘)ʃ
— Aug 14, 2025 12:51PM
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