But for. . .

“But for the bitter cold of the blizzard night, do I appreciate the wool coat, the sheep who gave of their fleece, and the shepherds who watched the flock by night. But for the heat of the summer, do I remember that frigid night with fond nostalgia. But for the drought, do I dance with the emu and with all of us doing what we can for our kind, right where and as we are.”

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