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@idzie@kolektiva.social I live on the sandy shores of a great freshwater sea. Small rivers carve meandering paths through the glacier-flattened sandy loam soils. The river bottoms are choked with eastern white cedar navigated by nimble kingfishers, and the uplands hold sugar bushes and spring ephemerals where they haven't been cleared for cash crops and dairies. Some spots were too wet and wild to drain, so settlers left intact impressive tangles of flooded timber and wetlands full of blue herons and sandhill cranes.