..Blaze of Summer..
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"One perfect morning I was all alone,
listening to the blaze of summer,
I was falling.
I was floating in a golden haze;
breathing in the sky blue sounds,
of memories of other days..
And in my dreams I was a child,
Flowers in my mouth and in my eyes,
and I was floating through the colours of a sky,
Up to the stars and angels ..."
Within the first mile on the Teacup Trail, The Three Chiefs, Summit Block Rock, and Coffeepot Rock slowly come into view.
Monsoon rains have turned the desert exceptionally green this summer.
July 14, 2010