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Shamrock, Texas

brown on dusty mustard clashes with streaks of gray we drive through riding the wave haven't seen a drop of rain in days sun bleaches boards and bones alike © Whit Howland 2019

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Date: 10/3/2019 4:45:00 PM
Oooh it sounds like such a drought! Great job!
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Whit Howland
Date: 10/6/2019 11:49:00 PM
Thanks so much.

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