Posted: February 21st, 2011 
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Driving home through Wisconsin along the St. Croix River valley. A February sunset brings me to the river’s edge.
 A one-day cannonball run to the North Shore with an old friend when he was home for Thanksgiving.  Canoeing the upper St. Croix on the first day of August, we call the storm’s bluff, and are rewarded with solitude.  This is definitely the best photo ever taken of my dog.  Traipsing through various woods in the St. Croix River valley, alternating between scanning the forest for standing dead elm trees and studying the detritus of the forest floor, seeking morel mushrooms. |
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