The canyon changes daily. The color in fall is lovely but fades. I found a few sumac brushes that the moose had not snacked on, and a few acorns still on the scrub oak that the squirrels have not harvested.
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- Debra
- I work at the Eccles Community Art Center, where I am the assistant director, class coordinator, and a teacher. I am an aunt , a sister, a daughter, a friend, Mollie's human, and I live in beautiful Ogden Canyon.
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