Column: Searching for whales and mountains in the middle of the prairie
I grew up on an island in Washington State, in a cliff-top house with floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the ocean. Straight across the water stood Mt. Baker, a snow-topped, actively-volcanic mountain that coughed up steam from time to time for our amusement.
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