Earth Day: the Kindred Touch

Every part of this earth is sacred to my people.

Every hillside, every valley, every clearing and wood, is holy in the memory and experience of my people. Even those unspeaking stones along the shore are loud with event and memories in the life of my people. Our bare feet know the kindred touch. The earth is rich with the lives of our kin.

Chief Seattle, 1854

Pigeon River state forest, Michigan

Lake Huron succession forest, Michigan

Au Sable River, Michigan

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