wanderations
artifacts and notes from the field
Wednesday, July 11, 2012
"dry...
...so very dry," is all I can think today as I drive by the thirsty armies of corn. even in its ungodly modified state it still lives and breathes and stretches its leaves skyward for want of rain.
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