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Flock Together: Join the Migration

Source: Sandhill cranes gather on Nebraska’s Platte River in March. 

THE DOOR SHUTS, then all is quiet.

I empty my pack in the corner of the small, one-room shelter. I unroll my sleeping bag, fluff the down, and arrange it on a mat laid on the wooden floor. I practice quietly opening and shutting the window coverings. Any sudden

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