Bill and I took a beautiful drive through back country roads, roads with names like county BB road, and R10 road. Roads that took us through beautiful farmlands.

We were headed to Hovenweep. Our friends, and co-hosts, Dave and Deb, told us about this place, and we wanted to experience this magical and spiritual place for ourselves.

I will let the readings I read when we arrived and began our hike through Hovenweep speak to you as they did to me. I found this reading very powerful, spiritual, and thought provoking.

This reading sets the stage for what you’re about to encounter as you walk through Hovenweep.

I keept thinking about both of those readings as I walked through, and gazed upon the structures of Hovenweep. What were the daily lives of the Pueblo Indians like?

What was each structure used for? I’m sure some were dwelling places, some were for storage, and some were places for the tribes to gather together. Much like how we live today. But can you imagine how difficult it would be to store corn, beans, etc. and try to keep rodents, snakes and other critters out of your food supply?

This structure is called Eroded Boulder House. The information sheet says “its another delightful structure visible in the canyon. It incorporates the huge rock under which it sits as part of its roof and walls”. Imagine how difficult it must have been for the Pueblo Indian people to gather the materials (no Home Depot around then), and build these structures with only the tools they could make themselves.

The hiking trails throughout Hovenweep are clearly marked and lined with rocks so you don’t lose you way.

And the whole area is stunningly beautiful. I am always amazed at how these trees can grow out of the rocks.

There are plenty of opportunities to stop, and just take in all the views while pondering on the lives of the Indians that once called this great place home.

Sad, but true, that there have to be signs to tell people to stay on the trails, and not climb on or touch the ancient ruins.

The hike we took through Hovenweep was about 2 miles long, around, and through the canyon. The first 3/4 of the hike was flat and easy, but the last 1//4 was difficult, as we had to descend down,

to the canyon floor,

then climb, climb, climb, back up the canyon wall on the other side.

One of the interesting things we learned, and that really impressed Bill, was that the taller the wild sage bush, the deeper the soil. Something that was useful for the Pueblo Indians when deciding where to plant their crops.

At the end of our two hour hike, we had a wonderful picnic lunch of chicken salad wraps and chips. We laughed and tried to think back about how many picnic lunches we have shared together, in beautiful places, over the last six years of full-time RV retirement life…

On the picnic tables all around us were these signs to remind people to help keep wildlife wild, and not feed the wildlife. It never ceases to amaze me how many people ignore the signs and feed the wildlife anyway…

It was another beautiful, fun-filled day. We always enjoy our trips visiting new places and enjoying nature, and we always practice the outdoor ethics rule of,

Stay Tuned!

Center Lake

Bill and I are winding down our time here in beautiful Custer State Park, South Dakota. We have only two more three day work shifts, then we will be leaving here on 9/24/19 to make our four day trip back to Arizona. We’ve spent the past five months here, and are thankful we had this opportunity to visit this magical place. While we really enjoyed all the things we saw and did on our days off, there were an equal amount of things we didn’t like about our stay. Like our ever changing work schedules. We worked at four different Visitor Centers, but not together. One day we would open a Visitor Center, and the next day we would be closing a Visitor Center. When we had to close, we had to work until 8:00 p.m. which did not suit us at all. Both Bill and I are very much early morning people and don’t like sitting around half the day waiting to go to work. And the campground we live in is a complete disaster. We changed campsites three times since we’ve been here, and still never got our coach level. The problem is most of the sites in this campground are on a slant. Somehow these things were not mentioned to us when we had our telephone interview and accepted the positions… We are so ready to get back to our level site at McDowell Mountain Regional Park, and work the Visitor Center schedules we have enjoyed for the past four years there. We already talked to our new Supervisor, and she said she would love for us to keep the same schedules we had for the past four years.

One good thing that did happen as the result of our ever changing work schedules, was that we were assigned to work “special project” last Friday with the maintenance lead, Darin. Darin is a really great guy, and he needed help loading up canoe’s that were used over the summer by the Naturalist’s to teach free canoeing basics. Darin told us to meet him at Center Lake ,and Bill could help him load the canoe’s onto his truck so he could deliver them to the storage garage where they will stay until they are needed again next summer.

While we were waiting for Darin to arrive at our meeting place at Center Lake, we had the opportunity to walk around, and take in how beautiful Center Lake is.

When Darin arrived, he told us that Center Lake is the lake that is also used for the “Hook em and Cook em” program the Naturalists teach over the summer. Hook em and Cook em is a free fishing program, where families can go fishing, without a fishing license, and the park supplies the fishing poles, bait, and the Naturalists will even clean, and cook the fish the families catch. What a deal!

Darin also told us that because Center Lake is stocked with three kinds of trout for the Hook em and Cook em program, it’s also the lake all the local folks come to fish. Yes, sign us up!

Center Lake also has a beautiful campground surrounding the lake. It is the only campground, in Custer State Park, that makes same day camping reservations. All other campgrounds must be booked in advance. Bill and I really enjoyed visiting Center Lake. It is so, so, peaceful and beautiful.

While loading up the canoe’s, Darin found this pretty little baby doll under one of the canoe’s. He sat it on the lock box that is used to store the life vests and canoe paddles. When we got ready to leave, I asked Darin if he was just going to leave, and abandon, this pretty little doll baby with her cute pink, teddy bear outfit on, and cute pink hat…? He smiled and said “put her in my truck and I’ll find a way to play a trick on the Park Manager, Lydia”. Lydia, I had nothing to do with whatever “trick” Darin is planning to do…

We were scheduled to work the full day with Darin, and we were ready to do just that. But that morning, when we met up with him, I mentioned that that day was our anniversary. And guess what? After we got the canoe’s unloaded back at the storage garage, which only took three hours, Darin said “I think I’m just going to cut you folks loose now ,so go and enjoy the rest of your day… “Thanks Darin!

Looking back over the past five months, we would not take anything for the experience we’ve had here in South Dakota. But, after five months of buffalo’s coming and going at will in and around our campsite, knocking over our outside ovens, scratching our motorhome, grunting, sniffing females to see if they are ready to mate, and fighting for the right to mate with her right outside our motorhome, keeping us trapped inside..,

after five months of all that… , we no longer say with excitement “oh look, the buffalo are coming.” NO!! Now we say “OH S##T, the buffalo are coming!! But oh, what stories we have to tell…  🙂 🙂

Stay Tuned!

The Grand Mesa Colorado

Yesterday our daughter Katie Roden, took us on a lovely drive to visit the Grand Mesa. This was our second weekend out and about seeing all the beautiful fall colors,

and we were amazed at how much the colors have changed in just one week.

The Grand Mesa is “known as the largest flattop mountain in the world, encompassing hundreds of square miles and standing more than 10,000 feet above sea level. The Grand Mesa scenic byway leads through old-growth forests, aspens, meadows and so many lakes you’ll lose track”.

We drove out to what is called Lands End Observatory, a ranger observatory on the rim of the Grand Mesa. The views from Lands End Observatory are spectacular, and there are lots of little critters running all over the rocks (look closely in the middle of the rock below) looking for special treats that visitors might put out for them.

Some visitors bring huge sunflower pods filled with sunflower seeds, and leave them out for the critters to find and enjoy.

We had a special treat at Lands End Observatory too. Katie packed a wonderful picnic lunch that we all enjoyed while taking in the million dollar views.

Thank-you Katie Roden, for treating us to such a beautiful, fun-filled day.

Our time here in Colorado is quickly coming to an end. We leave Saturday to make our way back to Arizona, where we are excited to see our family and friends there, and enjoy another exciting season hosting at the Visitor Center at McDowell Mountain Regional Park.

Stay Tuned!


That’s what this whole Questa and Taos area is, Shantel, just awesome!

Yesterday, papa and I drove a loop that took us to through the Village of Red River which is a lovely snow ski resort area, Eagle’s Nest which is a beautiful drive, and where we stopped to visit a Vietnam Memorial, which was very emotional, especially for papa, since he is a Vietnam Vet himself, and we finished our trip in Taos, which is a little Village with lots of shops and places to eat so that is where we decided to have lunch.

The first stop along our was at the church we will attend while we are here. St. Anthony’s Catholic Church. We wanted to make sure we know where it is, and what time Sunday Mass is. We liked it right off as they seem to have a sense of humor. There were three signs in the parking lot, one said parking for the Priest, one said parking for the Deacon, and there was a sign in between those two signs that said Thou shalt not park here. Ha! The church is also a historic building and listed on the things to see in Questa. More on that later.

The landscape in this area is just amazing with lots of high soaring mountains covered with trees and all sorts of rock formations.

As we were driving along, all of a sudden, a group of Big Horn Sheep came out of the trees, and stood right along the side of the road. They stood there long enough for me to be able to snap a quick picture, then they were off again.

The little Village of Red River is small, but of course it has lots of shops and places to eat. Right behind the Village is the ski lift that takes folks up the mountain so they can ski back down the snow-covered mountains in the winter. It’s a big attraction for the Village in the winter months, and attracts visitors from all over the world.

The Vietnam Memorial had a heart touching sign right at the entrance that reads “welcome home veterans.” So touching because, like papa has said many times, those veterans never got a hero’s welcome, or for many, no welcome home at all. I read a sign that said the Vietnam war was a young man’s war, and that the average age of boys that went to fight that war was 19. Sadly, war is decided by old men and women, and fought by young men and women. Not all , but a lot of the men that fought that war were drafted and felt they were doing what they had to do.

There were pictures of veterans all around the grounds,

and a full size Huey helicopter, that was used to carry troops in and out of the battlefields.

Inside the Huey helicopter was a plaque of the same kind of helicopter sitting beside the pilot’s seat.

They have a lovely mediation chapel. Just as you enter the chapel there were three rows of padded seats with boxes of kleenex spaced appropriately apart. So touching, and needed, because it is a very emotional experience.

As you move further into the chapel you see wreaths of flowers, and candles, and personal effects people have placed in memory of their loved ones.

As you are leaving the chapel you pass the American flag, and a Prisoner of War (POW) flag that says “you are not forgotten.” Oh, Shantel, I know if you could see the vastness of the world we live in, you would say, what are we fighting about, isn’t this world big enough for all of us to share, without boundaries, and just live in peace…?

When we left the memorial, we made our way to the Village of Taos, and had a wonderful lunch at Michael’s Kitchen which was highly recommended by the locals. It is a restaurant, and they have their own on-site bakery.

I had the Derek’s special, not sure how Derek got into Michael’s kitchen, but what he made is his take on a cheese steak sandwich. It had thinly sliced steak, red bell peppers, mushrooms, green chili’s, onions, all covered with provolone cheese and wrapped in a fresh, homemade, flour tortilla. It wasn’t paleo, but it sure was delicious! It came with fries but I didn’t eat them. The wrap was enough for me.

The bakery section of Michael’s has cinnamon rolls, and other sweet rolls, that are as big as a baby’s head. We didn’t partake in any of those, but I thought about you, and how much you would have loved picking out one of them.

It was a wonderful first outing, and we are very excited to continue to explore and enjoy this AWESOME state of New Mexico.

Papa and I love and miss you.

Stay Tuned!

Having An Adventure

Well, Shantel, we finally made it to Questa, New Mexico. When I researched the area this is part of what I read. “Questa is a small village in Taos county, New Mexico. Renowned for the beautiful scenery surrounding the small historic village. The village offers rare trails into the Rio Grande Gorge, and mountain lakes with trails that access the highest reaches of the Sangre de Cristo mountains, overlooking the area. Located on the Enchanted Circle Byway, near the confluence of the Rio Grande and the Red River”.

Papa and I just can’t hardly wait to begin exploring all there is to see here. You know we love hiking, so this area is a dreamland adventure for us. But getting here was an “adventure” of its own. You know how when things don’t go as planned Papa always says “it’s an adventure”? Well somewhere between Gallup, New Mexico, and Questa, we stopped for lunch at a rest area. That’s where we found out the steps that are supposed to come out when we open the door and retract when we are ready to drive down the road failed to operate properly. They were stuck halfway. Not all the way out, and not all the way in. So Papa had his first “adventure” crawling under the rig and tying the steps up with a rope. That worked well enough to get us going on down the road. However, let me tell you, it is not easy, or a pretty sight, getting in and out of the rig with no steps. Needless to say, Papa is ordering the part needed to fix the problem.

The next time we made a pit stop, I noticed something brown on the counter just under the spice cabinet. Upon further inspection, I found out a bottle of liquid smoke didn’t have the top closed securely, and spilled out all over the spice cabinet and onto the countertop below. Thus, I had my first little “adventure” as I cleaned it all up.

When we finally arrived at our RV Park in Questa, and I started checking to see if anything shifted around in the cabinets while we were traveling down the road, and what do I find but my second little “adventure”. A bottle of honey, that was on the top shelf in the spice cabinet, tipped over and apparently the flip top came up and lots of sticky honey spilled out all over most of the spice jars on the lower shelf, and of course, all over the lower shelf itself… That was not fun to clean up, but I did it, and all is well again. 🙂

Finally, after a long “adventurous” day, Papa and I cooked fresh salmon and sautĂ©ed leeks for our dinner, and settled in for the night. It was raining when I went to bed and rained off and on throughout the night. When I got up in the morning and was having my coffee, I looked out the window, and just across the street is a beautiful mountain that was blanketed in snow, and it was only 33 degrees. You well know how much I don’t like to be cold…But the sun is shining as I write this, and the weather channel says it is supposed to be in the mid 80’s by the end of the week. Now I can handle that. 🙂

Today I spent the day getting the rig back in order on the inside while Papa got everything settled on the outside.

Tomorrow, we are heading out on our first day trip. We are going to go towards the Red River area to see what all we can find there.

We love and miss you Shantel.

Stay tuned for more of our expeditions/adventures.

Zane Grey Tour

Well, here we are, safely tucked away in our temporary new home for the next four weeks, and what an adorable place to be tucked away in.

Welcome to Zane Grey RV Park in Camp Verde Arizona.

I am loving all the beautiful trees and shade here.

All the spaces are nice and large with lots and lots of trees and shade..

Two paths take you around the outside of the park and down to the creek.

Just beyond these trees is the creek. I will be exploring that very soon.


They have a nice Ramada here in the park, complete with a dinner bell, where they welcome guests to free donuts, fresh fruit, and coffee every Saturday at 10:00 a.m. How nice is that?

They also have a community fire pit because they encourage folks to get to know each other in the evenings around a campfire. No, that is not snow on the ground, it’s from the cottonwood trees. I love it because it’s pretty, but not cold..

Everywhere you look around the park grounds is something interesting to see…

Even the laundry room is decorated.

And check out this adorable little outdoor phone station for guests to make local calls.

This is our little slice of this beautiful RV Park for the next four weeks

This is where I am happy to fluff my feathers, and settle into this beautiful little nesting area…

Hope you enjoyed the tour.

Stay Tuned!

What A Difference

As in life, what a difference a few days can make in the desert.

With about 22 thousand acres, and over 80 miles of trails here at McDowell Mountain Park, Bill and I love  getting out and hiking three to four days a week.

This first picture below was taken just last week when the desert was lush and green after the unusual amount of rain we had over the winter months.

However, summer is fast approaching, and today Bill and I noticed most of the lush green is turning brown and drying up as shown in this picture.

The dryness makes it easy to spot areas all around like this, where the grass is matted down due to what we think are places where some of our desert animals bed down for the night. But, I’m going to ask our park ranger if she agrees with that thought process or not..

There are still some signs of spring left to be found, like this blooming creosote bush. A pretty desert bush with yellow and white flowers.

I read up on the creosote bush on About Travel by Phil Persson, and here are some interesting things I found out. “Creosote leaves are coated with a resin to prevent water loss in the hot desert. The resin of the creosote bush also protests the plant from being eaten by most mammals and insects. It is believed that the bush produces a toxic substance to keep other nearby plants from growing thus ensuring its own survival. The creosote leaves give off a very unique and peculiar odor when it rains. Although some refer to the odor as heavenly essence of the desert, the Spanish word for the plant, hediondilla, means little stinker, signifying that not everyone considers the odor heavenly to the senses (I like the smell of the creosote plant). The plant was a virtual pharmacy for Native Americans. It was used in a tea to cure such things as flu, stomach cramps, cancer, coughs, colds, etc.”. Well, who knew all that could come out of one desert plant!

Bill and I don’t know what the little red berries on this thorny bush are, but we think they must not be edible or the birds, and other desert critters, wound have picked the bush clean by now. Another question we need to ask our park ranger. So much to see and learn here in our beautiful Arizona desert..

Our time here for this season is quickly winding down. Bill and I are leaving on April 26th to spend a month in Camp Verde Arizona, where we will just rest and relax until we head out to Oregon for the summer months. We will return to McDowell Mountain Park in October. We will be looking forward to another fun-filled hosting season, and reuniting with all the new friends we’ve made here.

Stay tuned for postings of our summer adventures!

A New Friend!

Bill and I have met so many wonderful people since we have been here at McDowell Mountain Regional Park. All of the staff, and hosts, are so welcoming and friendly. But I want to dedicate this post to my new “huggie” girlfriend, Bonnie.

Bonnie, and her husband, Craig, have been hosts here for about 10 years. They are both very friendly and willing to help in any way they can. Craig always stops by the visitor center when Bill and I are working and asks if we need anything, and always tells us to call him if/when we do need anything. He is really a great guy and we appreciate all he does.

Bonnie is one of those people you meet, and immediately feel a connection, and just know it won’t be long before you become friends. Bonnie is beautiful inside and out, and she has a personality that just lights up any room she enters.

Bonnie trained me to make camping reservations and/or changes to reservations for our guests that visit our park. She has the patience of a saint and never seemed to mind the endless questions I had while I was being trained.

Bill and I were scheduled to work Christmas Eve. We didn’t mind because we are one of the new host couples here and we know we all need to “pay our dues” and take our turn working holiday’s… However, Bonnie knew Bill and I were going to spend Christmas Eve at our daughter, Shantel’s home, in Phoenix, and a big storm, with heavy rain, was predicted to arrive in our area within a few hours of the time we would finish our shift at 4:00. The problem with big storms with heavy rain in this area is that we have three washes to go through to get out of the park and make our way to the highway to get to Phoenix.

Bonnie and her husband were not planning to leave the park on Christmas Eve, they were going to have a little after hours gathering at the visitor center with some of the other park hosts. Bonnie had already worked her scheduled hours for the week. But, Bonnie knew Bill and I were a bit worried about getting out of the park before the heavy rains came that could flood the washes we needed to cross. So, Bonnie, being Bonnie, sent me a text around 11:30 yesterday morning letting me know that she was going to come in around 3:15 and take over so Bill and I could leave and get to Shantel’s home to start our Christmas celebration!

Both Bill and I were very happy to be getting off a little early. Now, imagine our surprise when Bonnie walks in at about 2:00 and said she had finished up the things she wanted to get done and decided she would just come on in and let us go even earlier!! OMG, both Bill and I were so surprised, happy, and very appreciative. We both hugged Bonnie, and told her how much we appreciate her, and wanted her to know what a great person we think she is. I mean how many folks do you know that would give up their Christmas Eve afternoon off to go and let people they just recently met get off early…? I’m sure there are a few folks out there like Bonnie that would do that, but let me just say, Bill and I have found that those kind of people are few, and sometimes hard to find… And when we meet people like Bonnie and become friends, we never for one minute that that friendship for granted!

So, a BIG shout out to my new girlfriend, Bonnie. THANK-YOU for being the beautiful, fun-loving, kind-hearted person you are. We were blessed the day we met you, and we look forward to many years of friendship.

Merry Christmas!

We Found Our Nitch

The reason Bill and I wanted McDowell Mountain Regional Park to be our winter home is because it puts us so much closer to our family and friends that live in either Scottsdale or Fountain Hills.

McDowell Mountain Park allows us to see our dear friends, Holly (my sister by choice) and her husband, Chuck, that live in Fountain Hills, as often as we like. Now they are within 15 minutes of us. So love that we can see each other anytime we want.

We also have very dear friends Robin (my frissy) and her husband, Bob, that live in Scottsdale, and are approx. 35 minutes away from us now, as opposed to about an hour away when we were at San Tan.

Robin and Bob visited us yesterday, and we had lunch together at our picnic table, then took the self-guided interpretive trail hike. We had so much fun on that 3.1 mile easy hike. Both Robin and I agreed that hike would allow us to have one glass of wine free of calories, due to the exercise we got.

I worked with both Holly, and Robin, when I worked in the Corporate environment…. They both were in my life as Bill and I were raising our adopted daughter, Shantel, who lost her sight to cancer before she was two. And they were both instrumental in helping Bill and I get through that period in our lives.

If not for both Holly and Chuck, and Robin and Bob, I don’t know how Bill and I would have survived emotionally during that period of our lives. They all played a HUGE part in my emotional stability…  And they all totally understood what Bill and I needed as far as friends that understood our situation, and accepted, welcomed, and included us into their lives…

So here is to you, Holly and Chuck, and Robin and Bob.

We would not have made it without you, and we love your MORE than you will ever know…

We love you for seeing us through so many challenges, that eventually led us to where we are today…

And we think we found our “nitch”,  for our winter months here at McDowell Mountain Regional Park.

Stay Tuned!


Country Back Roads

Oh, how I have come to love those country back roads here in Wyoming…

It’s been a while since I’ve posted anything on my blog. Not because I haven’t had anything I wanted to share, but a few weeks back I mentioned to my husband, Bill, that I was frustrated with the little point and shoot camera I have been using ever since I first started my blog, because it was starting to stick when I would try to capture a picture… So if I was trying to take a picture of an animal etc. by the time that camera would actually snap the picture the animal was already long gone. That camera was never even mine to begin with, my mother bought it for Bill for his birthday years ago, and I just started using it for my blog because I never had a camera of my own… I know, poor me right?

Anyway, unknown to me, Bill mentioned to my frissy, Robin, (who is a master photographer in my opinion, and who has had her photography published in NYC, you can see her work at http://www.gothamgirlchronicles.com ) that he wanted to buy me a new camera, and wanted her thoughts on a good, affordable, camera that he could buy me as a surprise… I love good surprises so that would have been the best one for me at this point in my life when I am trying to take pictures of where we are traveling, and what we are seeing..

Well, frissy suggested to Bill that she would like to send me her first big girl camera for me to try out and see if I would like something like that. OMG! When the camera she sent for me to practice on arrived, I almost had a heart attack to see that it is a Nikon camera, complete with two lenses, all the attachments, and a carrying case. I LOVE that frissy has that much trust in me to let me practice on this expensive camera… but OMG, I was afraid to even take the camera out of the case for fear I would screw up something on it… I have never even looked through the lens of a camera like this, let alone try to practice with something like this…

But slowly, I started trying to take pictures with frissy’s camera. And little by little I was confident enough to send her a few pictures as email attachments to show her how I was doing and let her know I was loving the camera and the practice of getting used to a “big girl” camera…

Finally, I got confident enough to take some pictures that I wanted to post on my blog, but every time I tried to post them I got an error message… Long story shortened, frissy, and her husband, Bob, were able to tell Bill and I what we needed to do to change the pictures from one file type to another that my blog would accept. Only one problem with that… they told us what to do, we thought we did it… but finally realized (after a week), that we did do what they said… but we failed to save the changes within the camera… and that is why it has taken me so long (weeks) to get pictures from the camera she is letting me use to practice with, to my blog…

However, I am happy to say today I am finally able to share some pictures I took while Bill and I were traveling down some back country roads here in beautiful Wyoming. I have a LONG way to go to get right with this kind of camera…, but I’m having a ball practicing with it. Take a look…

Bill and I took a drive down a winding country road on the backside of the Buffalo Bill reservoir called South Fork Road. A beautiful drive filled with lots of unexpected surprises…


Like this beautiful green valley with a river running through it.


Bill and I just couldn’t get over how clear this river was and how secluded this little hidden treasure is from where we are located. If the locals had not shared this gem with us… we would have never know how to get here.


Bill and I had no clue that this beautiful green valley was just beyond the mountains where we are staying. That is just another reason we love this type of work/camp experience… We learn what the typical tourist would not learn…


There are baby fawns to be seen now everywhere. I barely captured this one through the windshield of our car as it was running after it’s mother. Not a good picture but the best I could get with almost no time to get the camera ready…


Of course there are lots of horses along the back country roads. And this one just happened to pose for me …


This is the backside of the Buffalo Bill reservoir from where we live. No matter where you look… it’s all beautiful.


Lots of almost hidden treasures grow here if you look for them… And now that I am looking for them I am finding lots of little treasures like these little flowers hidden among the dried out grasses…


I am loving practicing with this new to me camera that my frissy loaned to me. I will to continue to practice, and I hope I make her proud of my efforts, knowing I have a long, long, way to go… But one thing I have learned is the journey is the best part of it all to me… 🙂

Thank You Frissy for trusting me with you first, and my only, “big girl camera…”

Little, by little, in baby steps… I WILL learn…

Stay Tuned



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