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A Breath Outside the Screen We had been logging more screen time than seems wise. Early yesterday afternoon, Al and I surrendered to restlessness, hopped in the truck, and pointed toward the mountains. We drove in via Tennessee Pass, watching the elevation climb, and soon found ourselves immersed in a…

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September ranch life in Yampa Valley starts before the sun, when Al heads out scouting for elk. Watching him go as the sky turned from gray to gold is a picture I never get tired of. He’s been slipping back out again at dusk too, when the light fades and…