michaeljordahl in photograhy, poetry March 8, 2026 23 Words minnesota wolf (shadorma) from the trees, a timber wolf sees me stumbling on the ice; i can only hope that he’s minnesota nice. –photo by me Share this: Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Like Loading... Related
Wow…hope you were using a powerful zoom lens! I can see the beauty and wildness of Minnesota in this photo! Safe wandering, friend! LikeLike Reply
Yes, the pic catches the minnesota woods, and I feel safer in it than I do in town! Thanks, Lane! LikeLike Reply
Not afraid of wolves (unless they’re in a pack), it’s snakes that terrify me. Thank you! LikeLiked by 1 person Reply
Wow! What a great pic…so many stories. Nice poem 😎
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Thank you all the way around, Darryl!
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Wow…hope you were using a powerful zoom lens! I can see the beauty and wildness of Minnesota in this photo! Safe wandering, friend!
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Yes, the pic catches the minnesota woods, and I feel safer in it than I do in town! Thanks, Lane!
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OMG. So beautiful but surely a bit scary if you’re actually standing there.
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Not afraid of wolves (unless they’re in a pack), it’s snakes that terrify me. Thank you!
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He’s observing you with interest and curiosity.
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I wonder if he’d come if I said, “Here, boy! C’mon boy!”
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haha! Careful what you wish for and who you invite to dinner 😳😂
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Yup, the big bad wolf is on his way to grandma’s house!
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