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The Last Windrow: A winter day on the Big Sioux River

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I’m walking on the ice of the Big Sioux River. It’s January and the winding river that separates Iowa from South Dakota gurgles under the ice and my five-buckle overshoes.

The ice should be thick enough to hold me, but I’m ever watchful of dark patches that indicate the current is not far below.

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