Class discussion based on the following article:
Muddy Waters
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There’s a lovely pond I can see from my windows. Some days the water is so clear that many species of fish are discernible. I may spot them busily darting to and fro or placidly sleeping just under the surface, basking in the warmth of the sun. But when storms come through, the waters muddy, occluding any view beneath the tumultuous surface. This turbule…
