michaeljordahl in Uncategorized October 20, 2022 39 Words White An ice ghost peers out at me from behind a broken twig. Whitecaps suddenly erupt on Red Lake. A snowy owl hits the hay. I still don’t know what these are, but they’re white. And pretty. –photos by me Share this: Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Like Loading... Related
yes, seasons have a big impact on this area up by the Canadian border, and with farmlands and forest, it’s quite diverse. LikeLiked by 2 people Reply
All the photos are beautiful, but I like the one about the””ice ghost” best. Very whimsical! LikeLike Reply
You live in an amazing part of the world!
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yes, seasons have a big impact on this area up by the Canadian border, and with farmlands and forest, it’s quite diverse.
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really beautiful!
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Lovely photos!! Like the “ice ghost” 👍
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Thank you, Suzette!!😁
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All the photos are beautiful, but I like the one about the””ice ghost” best. Very whimsical!
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Thank you, Susan! That’s what it looks like to me😊
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Wonderful photography and captions…
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Yea, had a little fun!!
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