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Nature is also great fun. To pretend that nature isn't fun is to miss much of the joy of being alive.

Diane Ackerman

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Diane Ackerman
Age: 75
Born: 1948
Born: October 7
Author
Naturalist
Non-Fiction Writer
Poet
Screenwriter
Writer
Waukegan
Illinois
Fun
Alive
Nature
Also
Great
Pretend
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Missing
Joy

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