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Lil`tease Ranch |
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As we leave the ranch the cowboys are starting their |
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As we move out across the land it |
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As we quickly |
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It is time to leave the ghost town and start | ![]() |
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As we head back toward the ranch, |
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We reflect as we jog along, on the wonderful weekend we had making new friends and relaxing. the air crisp and clean, not like city air. The guide puts his finger to his lips, sshhhh! as he points to a very small fawn curled up in the grass where it`s mother left it, while she went to feed. It did not move a muscle as we passed by. Nearing the Ranch there was a very large eagle flying over head. |
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Entering the gate for the last time this trip leaves us a little sad, but thinking back we soon find our selves thinking of all the fun times we had here. |
**Gate latch** |
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