fall birches and poplars as seen from the top of
The Bluffs, a cliff ridge that looms over the Current River, a waterway
that weaves under the Black Bay Bridge and becomes Boulevard Lake.
It's a bit precarious walking along the ridge
It's not only the panoramic view that arrests you, as
anyway you look at it
the scent of sweet decay permeates the air
trail to The Bluffs
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