February 9, 2021

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In the bitter sharpness of the coldest air in the dead of winter, hummocks that form the textured contours of the Great Marsh cuddle and spoon under layer upon layer of soft, downy quilts of snow, nuzzled together in the absolute silence, warm as toast, dreaming of the songs of spring peepers past and future, in one of the coldest environments on Earth.