I found this charcoal drawing of Sespe Creek in the same folder as my apple tree drawings. Two-year-old Ariel, five-year-old nephew Steve, and my dog, Oliver, and I hiked in about two miles. It was way back in the mountains above Santa Paula. What a place it was. A swimming hole surrounded by mountains. It was so quiet there, you could hear bees buzzing half a mile away. One time Steve found a snake. There always are snakes in paradise.
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