On a Winters' Day
I've mentioned that the San Francisco Peaks in Northern Arizona are actually the jagged edges of an extinct volcano, once looming over 16,000 feet. Most of the hills and mountains in this area are cinder cones and vents in the volcanic field. This particular cone was forged in fire, from underground... and many thousands of years later, blanched by another fire, on it's surface - leaving it bald and littered with it's own burned wood scraps.
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