End song by Mark Seawell
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End song

Like a thunderbolt, the snow moved into northern Utah overnight. I witnessed the march of autumn suddenly arrested as winter seized the mountains. It is as it should be, nature moves to its own mysterious rhythms but surely if you listened you could hear autumn's dying breath...end song.

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darin gabbert's picture

Still hasn’t happened here. I’m waiting for that moment.

Mark Seawell's picture

It will come!

Luis Martínez's picture

Beautiful landscape Mark

Mark Seawell's picture

Thanking you!