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"I didn’t want to scold the sky that year, but
Grandma’s words taunted my senses. If there
is a thirst, then you need to pity the flowers

in a loud voice. Ask the frogs why they are
being punished, stomp on the ground and talk
to the dried clay about cracking open the earth . . . ."

--from "All Thirst Quenched" by Lois Red Elk

Thinking about #ClimateChange, watching #Birds, and reading #Poetry this morning.