Just Another Fall Day in the Humboldt Hills
Here, in the hills of Humboldt, I am watching the maples hold the excess summer sunlight until they grow too heavy with liquid gold and fall in heaps of treasure on the ground. Here, the squirrels live in fear of Sleeker, my small semi-domestic black puma. Sleeker lives to hunt and no squirrel dares to come close to the house.
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