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Mayo : Mayo FallFest 13 : Mayo Mist

We exited Don's lane and proceeded up the hill. The fields across from his place had already burned off in the glare of the sun. I was crestfallen. But then we crested the top of the hill and I shouted, STOP THE CAR! STOP THE CAR! Don stopped and I dashed across the road almost causing a pickup truck to take to the ditch to avoid me. I scrambled up the high bank full of brambles and, draped over the fence, I took this shot. That is Don's barn in the far right.

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