I am hiking with friends on a trail that borders on national forest. We climb two named peaks and drop down into a enormous canyon. I can see a large waterfall misting on the other side. We arrive at the falls and enter a cave behind them. Inside, 20 desks have been arranged in a U. A polished brass bird statue sits on the lead desk. There is a small placard that reads ‘Bird Bones’. I complain that we have encountered one of these shrines at every stop. My boss arrives with some children. He informs us that this is the work of Mitchell, one of the rangers, and no one dares to complain, lest he take umbrage and leave.
Rowdy’s Dream Blog #201: Bird Bones
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