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Tuesday, December 30, 2008 - Davis Mountains State Park, Fort Davis TX

Untitled, Davis Mountains State Park, Fort Davis Texas, January 12, 2008
Untitled, Davis Mountains State Park, Fort Davis, Texas, January 12, 2008

I was going to spend a day or two in Alpine but got a bit out of sorts over a slow gas pump and a grumpy propane attendant and headed on up to Davis Mountains State Park only to discover a hold on my credit card, I'm going to guess from using it at two gas stations within 10 minutes of each other.

Then the site assigned to me by the whacky park ranger turned out to be too short and sloped for comfort. I'm still out of sorts and grumpy too. Bleeeeh....

At least the deer are still friendly.

Night camp

Davis Mountains State Park Campground, Fort Davis TX

They do not Intrude on Each Other

The San Francisco Mountain lies in northern Arizona, above Flagstaff, and its blue slopes and snowy summit entice the eye for a hundred miles across the desert. About its base lie the pine forests of the Navajos, where the great red-trunked trees live out their peaceful centuries in that sparkling air. The pinons and scrub begin only where the forest ends, where the country breaks into open, stony clearings and the surface of the earth cracks into deep canyons. The great pines stand at a considerable distance from each other. Each tree grows alone, murmurs alone, thinks alone. They do not intrude on each other. ...

The Song of the Lark, Willa Cather, p265, Houghton Mifflin Co paperback edition 1987

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