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[Old Memory]
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The quiet. It's awe inspiring. Standing on the edge of a crustal calm lake at dawn with the fog as still as the glass it hovers above. Or when the breeze breathes through the pine boughs. Also the wildlife. I've always loved animals. And camping I get to see all kinds of flora and fauna I don't normally get to. White tail and mule deer. Crows, alpine horned lizards, beavers, eagles and trout. The first memory I have is of my dad holding me in his arms and watching a big red tail hawk grab a perch out of the river. I remember the sun catching it's scales and the water as it splashed and wriggled around. I remember my dad almost dropping his beer in surprise and not drooping me lol.
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