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This Memorial Day, I’m thinking of my mother’s mother’s older brother, who lies buried in the Meuse-Argonne American Cemetery in France. He was an artillery wagoneer, killed just a few weeks before Armistice Day in 1918.
Starting out from Brooklyn, an amateur naturalist explores our world.
As John Burroughs said, “The place to observe nature is where you are.”





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This Memorial Day, I’m thinking of my mother’s mother’s older brother, who lies buried in the Meuse-Argonne American Cemetery in France. He was an artillery wagoneer, killed just a few weeks before Armistice Day in 1918.
Those squirrels are plotting another raid on my birdfeeder!
No slouches, they look, listen, test, and learn.
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