Take a walk through the prairie today in Wisconsin. The grass is seven feet high. I think about the settlers years ago who had to make their way through the sea of grass, as I walk on a path cut in the UW Arboretum.

Some of the flowers are nine feet tall:

Through the flowers, you can see the morning moon:

Thistles:

Trees, beautifully aged:

And beautifully dead:
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