My aunt and I finally celebrated dogmas. I think her concern for making sure my Seattle living experience is as complete as it can be is pretty evident."Dream with Incienso,
- of morning and evening smoke rising in sleeply little towns and pueblos
- of chuck wagon cooking fires out on the range
- of campfires by the singing trout stream
- have jolly picnic fires on the mesa and in the canyon
- of the tall yarns around the glowing fireplace
- of memories of friends
- of visions of new adventures in the far west
Incienso: The Dream Maker"
Clearly, we got this move all wrong. I have never sang by a trout stream but, upon first wiff of these little mesquite scented cones, I wish I picked the "far west" they are talking about it. How does one go about telling a tall yarn?
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