8 July 2010. Sea of reeds, or thereabouts. On a gray July morning. Sound of heavy yellow truck making its way down the street, men in orange vests of some immensely stiff material...
Bending reeds, cattails and sedge, tall stalks over gray waters. A bird or two, hidden in the shadows, Swamp wren and grebe, their unique song...
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