Cold and windy, but my two walks at the Little Big Horn National Monument were very reflective. I was pretty much alone on the designated walks. I could hear the birds and see the natural grasses. I could also visualize the the peaceful native encampment. And then the attack and then the response. It was a great victory for the the natives, but, in the end, it was hopeless.
I'm always very moved at this monument.
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