What a marvelous project! Seeing the umbrellas was joyful, as if we were all in communion. They were so beautiful; something a bit comic about it all, too. Whimsical - although the umbrellas were substantial, the fierce winds of the Gorman pass tore one loose, killing a woman tourist.
So, that the umbrellas exhibit was closed, not called by rain, but time.
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