Grandmother
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I don’t remember the first time I met Western redcedar. It must have been sometime around the turn of the millennium when I first moved west to Oregon. Fresh from graduate school in environmental biology, I was awed and inspired by Pacific Northwest forests and the colossal conifers in particular for their stark contrast with t…
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