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48 Spotted Sandpiper looks out over the Lake to see what might be waiting. A freighter inching toward the Soo, two gulls on a rock, a flock of yellowlegs, heads down, tails up, nabbing a meal. A kestrel drops to take him, but the piper goes for the water, dives, swims the seaweed like a fish. Hawk gone, he flies straight up, water to air. All the elements but fire, he owns them. ...

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