Mammoth resurrections and river restorations

The nights are dark here at the edge of the woods at the edge of town, especially in summer on days when the moon sets early. The glare of the central city still dulls the sky, but you can see the near planets and the brighter stars, and when I walk from my trailer to the house I look out into the inky black of the empty lot to the east and wonder what’s making that noise. That darkness is as much a part of the urban wildlife habitat as the trees, and even more threatened.

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