tracking the story of human choice
We were walking close to a snail’s pace down the path, each one of us finding something new to point out to the other. The tracker found the tiny chipmunk prints from a morning skitter, the birder rattled off names of which woodpecker it could be hammering it’s head into a nearby tree, and I wandered slowly, trying to train my eyes away from the plants…
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