a Thursday in February Sarah wrote:

A little black Dog

Before leaving we dive into the calm black logoon, the falling water makes delicate music. New arrivals scrabble over the rocks, these shouting strangers jump into the cold water.

A small black puppy whimpers left cold and wet, only to stop when his owner returns. After absorbing the stunning falls for another moment, we turn away starting our decent as the rain starts to pour. The following day we hear that floods occurred, the owner fell and the puppy was washed away.

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