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It's still cold enough to ruddy my cheeks and leave my gloved hands numb on a walk at Minnehaha Creek. But spring is emerging in subtle ways. Crows were chasing each other in loops over the treetops, and I could hear water swashing beneath the creek's surface layer of ice. 
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CHRISTINE PETERSEN
is a professional writer, naturalist, and natural science educator who writes from her home in Minnesota—when she's not too distracted by the view out the window.    Archives
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