Above that thicket growth
the hillside steepens,
the trees are old. The farm
reaches one of its limits
there, and finds its example.
No leaf falls there that is lost;
all that falls rises, opens,
sings; what was, is.
--Wendell Berry. Reverdure.
Susan Ask
@susanasking.bsky.social
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research on landscapes and climate change. PhD student at University of Illinois Urbana-Champaign
