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July 2016, vol 12 no 2

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Ruth Holzer


It’s so irritating when we’re out walking together and you stop to look at some little brown bird, then even after you identify it, you just stand there gawking while it does nothing, and I keep going and when I look back, you’re a hundred yards behind me, still with your neck craned, totally oblivious.

wedding day –
a flock of doves released
to the hawk