Monday, March 3, 2014

Barking down the sun

Slab City is rather quiet. The occasional vehicle, some wind, a generator, Saturday night music at The Range. 

But every sunset the dogs start barking. A couple dozen of them, at least. For about a half hour. I don’t speak canine, so I don’t know whether they’re wishing so long to the sun or if they’re checking in with each other after a long day of dogness.

Then the same happens at sunrise.

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