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Tuesday 27 September 1994

A soft and dreamy cool spring day...filled me with an emotion that I couldn't locate at first. A deep excitement, like my heart had expanded. Everything trembled. Scents of all that lived beamed over me.

By request, after lunch I reread Chapter 7 of Rolling. Stuck on a cliff, afraid to risk all on an upward lurch, Rodji remembers climbing a redwood with his friend Fostos years before.

So I remembered years before--the redwoods at the farm where I lived when I was a girl. Miller's Rise.

I kept reading to the kids but I was far away, back at the farm, in spring, kicking the pine needles, running through dappled tunnels, listening to the crows creak in the sky. 

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