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	<title>Comments on: Desert living: Adventures with goatbirds</title>
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		<title>By: Nifer</title>
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		<description>Aren&#039;t those dessert storms amazing? I remember working in a building downtown the summer after my first year of college (the last summer I spent in AZ) and although my office window faced east, iti faced the mirrored windows of what was then called the Valley National Bank building (it&#039;s something different now - but it&#039;s the 30+ story building right downtown).I&#039;d watch storms rolling in off the dessert from the west by seeing their reflection in that building. Such descrete units of huge power. Once later, when I was visiting wtih my husband, we temporarily stranded near a flash flood after a downpour in Tempe with my grandmother. My mother, around Thunderbird and the freeway, hadn&#039;t had a single drop of rain.
Here and now, on these early spring nights, there are tons of spring peepers chirping near the marshes and bogs. They&#039;re deafening.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Aren&#039;t those dessert storms amazing? I remember working in a building downtown the summer after my first year of college (the last summer I spent in AZ) and although my office window faced east, iti faced the mirrored windows of what was then called the Valley National Bank building (it&#039;s something different now &#8211; but it&#039;s the 30+ story building right downtown).I&#039;d watch storms rolling in off the dessert from the west by seeing their reflection in that building. Such descrete units of huge power. Once later, when I was visiting wtih my husband, we temporarily stranded near a flash flood after a downpour in Tempe with my grandmother. My mother, around Thunderbird and the freeway, hadn&#039;t had a single drop of rain.<br />
Here and now, on these early spring nights, there are tons of spring peepers chirping near the marshes and bogs. They&#039;re deafening.</p>
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