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The wind that makes music in November corn is in a hurry. The stalks hum, the loose husks whisk skyward in half-playing swirls, and the wind hurries on … A tree tries to argue, bare limbs waving, but there is no detaining the wind.

- Aldo Leopold
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The Improvement Era, November 1950


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