Sunset in the Land of Lincoln

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Walking in the Woods

I love walking in the woods. Although I don’t make the time to explore the woods as often as I would like to, I am always fascinated by the things I see, hear, and experience in the woods when I do. I took a few pictures the other day while I wandered in the woods, and here are a few photos that I am sharing.

I found this pine tree that a Pileated Woodpecker had spent some time getting to know.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

This is just a little panorama of an ice shelf on Black Brook.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

More evidence of the Pileated Woodpecker’s work.

I am no expert, but I am pretty certain that this is a very well-worn deer path. There were numerous paths just like this one, crisscrossing through these woods.

 

Deer Driveway

While looking at a deer that was grazing alongside our driveway this morning, Jacqueline asked me how old I thought the deer was. I said, “Oh it’s probably two years old.” She yelped loudly, “TWO YEARS OLD!?!? I’ve never heard of that before!”

Deer along our driveway

Deer Visitor

 

Wooded Place

I wrote this because when I walk these woods my mind is at ease and thoughts flow more easily, carrying their own tune. This little story captures walks in those woods from my own real perspective. Upon seeing the picture, a request for some words came in, so I wrote this after noon.

Wooded Place

There’s a wooded place where I like to go
I walk this place even in rain and snow

The sounds of this place please my ears
Quiet, or wind, and birds that often appear

Sight lines here exist only from above
Effort required to see the beauty I love

There’s a trail but in places it’s hard to find
I don’t mind if I wander, so does my mind

Then I see some movement freezing my stride
Looking at the brush where grouse go to hide

Without warning a white-tail I barely could see
Bounds through the forest just as easy as could be

I moved slowly through soft, deep snow and growth
The workout was good but the silence I love most

The trail then opens and I glimpsed the sky
A pair of eagles in training caught my eye

The river nearby I spot ducks and a goose
Having left the bog where I’ve seen many a moose

Finishing the loop I see the dash of a bobtail
Gone in a flash I finish this loop of a trail

Returning to the lot where I parked the car
Reality rushed back where it had seemed so far

Deer-Licious!

Deer Twister