This place is best experienced alone. No other footsteps, no human movement or voices. Generally it is windy. Luckily I happily accept this. Occasionally it is a calm and warm oasis within the winds of southern Alberta. Sometimes I share my field with a fleeing coyote. I see him, always, long after he has seen me. He is running up the far northern edge to avoid me.
This is Papa Larry's field. This is my favorite place on earth.
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