Every morning, Mt. Gillen looks at our house and turns orange. It stays there all day, turning brown, taupe, maroon. Then, the sun sets behind it and it's black until the next day. While our niece Tara is here, it was a good chance for Tom, Thomas and Tara to climb it. I got the car inspected. Our also-visiting friend Mimi rearranged my rock collection.
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