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Near the barbed-wire fence is the brightest blooming desert sage I've seen yet on this trip I climb out of the wash and crawl under the barbed-wire fence again, in order to continue hiking toward Indian SpringThumbnailsI drop down into the next wash that my route randomly crossesI climb out of the wash and crawl under the barbed-wire fence again, in order to continue hiking toward Indian SpringThumbnailsI drop down into the next wash that my route randomly crossesI climb out of the wash and crawl under the barbed-wire fence again, in order to continue hiking toward Indian SpringThumbnailsI drop down into the next wash that my route randomly crossesI climb out of the wash and crawl under the barbed-wire fence again, in order to continue hiking toward Indian SpringThumbnailsI drop down into the next wash that my route randomly crossesI climb out of the wash and crawl under the barbed-wire fence again, in order to continue hiking toward Indian SpringThumbnailsI drop down into the next wash that my route randomly crosses

I lightly brush my hand against it to catch its wonderful aroma.