Troutbirder II

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Wednesday, November 14, 2012

A Time In Between


It was mid November. The land was quiet waiting for winter. The campground was closed till spring. The Park Rangers and campers and tourists were nowhere to be seen. The lake had a thin layer of ice now and the beach lay silent, neatly raked and smooth. The horse trails were empty and there was no need to keep Baron close and tightly leashed. He could romp and race following his nose wherever it led.          Over a century and a half  Minnesotas tall grass prairies and wetlands had largely disappeared. . Except for in a few special places like this. I was in Lake Louise State Park where the woods and wetlands and even the prairie still remained for a man and his faithful dog to take a hike. There was not an animal to be seen that day. Perhaps most of the birds were long gone to warmer climes. The feeling was almost spectral. And yet, it was beautiful in its own special way. A break between the prairie colors of fall and winter on its way. Baron wants to run but I'll walk slowly. He always checks to see that I'm not too far behind..

An Indian Summer Day On The Prairie
(IN THE BEGINNING)
The sun is a huntress young, The sun is a red, red joy, The sun is an indian girl, Of the tribe of the Illinois.

MID-MORNING) The sun is a smouldering fire, That creeps through the high gray plain,And leaves not a bush of cloud To blossom with flowers of rain.
(NOON) The sun is a wounded deer, That treads pale grass in the skies, Shaking his golden horns, Flashing his baleful eyes.
SUNSET)The sun is an eagle old, There in the windless west. Atop of the spirit-cliffs He builds him a crimson nest.
Vachel Lindsay

Hey Boss! They locked up the bathroom for the winter. Now what are you going to do?  We'll head home, Baron. Winter is coming.....

 

 

19 comments:

  1. baron definitely enjoyed his free romp. :)

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  2. Baron looks like he's found heaven, or a least something close!

    Ooooh, hope you didn't have a far to go, to get to the bathroom. I hate when that happens.

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  3. Yes, it's getting on towards winter. I too find the bathrooms locked sometimes on our hikes, but not often here in the PNW. They know we go all year long. :-)

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  4. Baron is a faithful friend :)

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  5. What a great hike and hiking buddy!! Love the poem.

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  6. Nice to have a park to yourself. I find them often when season is over.

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  7. the time in between is often the best..it can be Baron time..I hope you are feeling all better after that procedure! :)

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  8. My backyard is the same well. I almost would welcome some snow on it to clean it up a little. Great photos of a great dog. He had a great time, I could tell.

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  9. You've given a beautiful word and picture description of the land between autumn and winter. I'm glad there is still some prairie for you and Baron to enjoy.

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  10. Wonderful! Look at Baron, so happy.

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  11. You and Baron are faithful friends, indeed. I love this time of year...time for rest before renewal.
    BlessingsNewFoundFriendFromWI

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  12. terrific post ....
    and Baron makes me think
    of my dog Joker... a lovely loyal friend

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  13. I grew up in New England and those long cold winters are daunting. To me their only saving grace is a pair of cross country skis! Here in Nashville we have about ten weeks of winter-

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  14. Baron looks so handsome. And so full of life running and having fun.

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  15. Now there's a happy dog and I love the way he was concerned for your "potty" needs !

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  16. When we first got married we had a wonderful dog names Baron. :)Love the story of his happy November day.

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  17. Haha ~ I love the photo of pup running across the bridge. It reminds me of the Littlest Hobo or Lassie. Hopefully Timmy was rescued from the well. LOL!
    xo Catherine

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  18. Such a gorgeous boy, is Baron. My daughter is squealing over him as she looks over my shoulder.

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  19. Kia ora TB,
    Good to have that sort of solitude when it is just you and a mate and nature! Happy Thanksgiving e hoa.
    Robb

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