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“Leslie, something’s killing my pine trees. They are all turning brown, and we have to keep cutting down trees. Do you know what it is?” My neighbor calling me gave me the first hint that something was infesting pine trees. In that moment, though, I thought hers to be a…
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Three months ago I got up at 7 a.m. to be at work at 8 a.m. I got a lot more sleep back then. Now I rise at 6:15 a.m. Sometimes even then, I don’t make it work on time. Which is saying something, when it’s only a 12- mile…
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Driving down Boulder Canyon, this particular morning, my senses are heightened. I’m noticing the snow clinging to the granite as I drive through the Narrows. As I pass the turn off to Sugarloaf Road, the vibrant green budding leaves of the Narrowleaf Cottonwood stand out. Finally, as I arrive in…
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As we wound around the curve in the dark and fog, a bright orange light came on. Uh oh. The symbol of the gas tank gave me pangs of anxiety. We’d come about a third of the way up the canyon. Should we push on hoping we had enough to…
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