In memory of Pauline Eckenrode   On the road south toward home a chevron of geese crosses the gray winter sky, adjusting, rearranging, settling into its pattern. Then another and another, group upon group, navigate in the distance, and the more we look the more we see. Despite the hunters, despite our heedless assaults, they continue,🔒

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Linda Rabben lives in Takoma Park, Md.

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