I went back out on the land, crept up to caribou in crazy blazing hot sun. I thought about this person being President, this person who filed suit against the polar bears, tried to put a bounty on wolves, this Alaskan who doesn't believe in Global Climate Change. I bent aside beautifully painted dwarf birches, wandered with my camera behind the herds on the tundra. A lovely land, under the footsteps of such true and hopeful creatures. While somewhere south, Sarah Palin shrieks through the sky, and here in my head like a hornet in a jar.
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