Where are you from?

Let me paint a window for you, beyond the arbitrary rectilinear lines that make up the boundaries of the states we call home, a window that illuminates the knife edge ridges of the mountains encircling your community, catching rain as it falls from the sky feeding trees, rivers, lakes, ecosystems. These are our true boundaries, and yet they are the boundaries that bond us together, a global people who all share at least one thing in common: water, water in our veins, our organs, our food and drink.