I rest on the limb of my former tree friend who has been cut down. My red lid stands out like a green thumb. Standing near me allows you to take time of the trail and watch a golfer or two. I allow the viewer to see NAPA nice and clear. Stay away from the river, I have no interest in hiding there. Find me in an old peanut butter container. Step over the large tree log to find me. Unless you are a golfer, go the the edge of the green by the Logan River Trail.
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