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Awanadjo Almanack

You can catch the sweet aroma of the awakening Earth in your nostrils.
Hear the exuberant spring chant of a male cardinal rising undaunted in the falling snow.
The blown-down spruce left a big hole in the sky, and in my heart.
Most of Us Can’t Tell One Crow from Another
There are always more life-stages waiting to be revealed.
There was a time when nearly all the earth’s fresh water was drinkable.
The bears are slumbering soundly in their dens.