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Footprints and Photographs: August 2012

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Devoted to the simple idea that conservation begins with appreciation. Get the big picture. Footprints and Photographs Home. See our other works of photography at. A tree without family. A tree without family. I cannot know whether it was disease, insects, or the violence of the annual floods that drew the life out of the massive tree that was sitting on the west bank of the Red River. Perhaps it was simply age; it was a huge structure, after all. Oak, I think. Posted by Mike Anderson.

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Footprints and Photographs: June 2011

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Devoted to the simple idea that conservation begins with appreciation. Get the big picture. Footprints and Photographs Home. See our other works of photography at. Both the land and water are wonderful artists; when they collaborate, though, their works can be amazing. This day, I came across a large patch of willow branches that had been bleached of their color by the receding water. and Mother Nature adds yet another fine work to her gallery. Posted by Mike Anderson. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).

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Footprints and Photographs: August 2011

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Devoted to the simple idea that conservation begins with appreciation. Get the big picture. Footprints and Photographs Home. See our other works of photography at. The water dropped over Minnehaha Falls with such power that clouds of vapor were forced upward; it was a heavy, hair-lifting breeze that you could actually. Because of the moisture it carried. They call it a creek… but I think it much more powerful than that. Posted by Mike Anderson. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).

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Footprints and Photographs: April 2011

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Devoted to the simple idea that conservation begins with appreciation. Get the big picture. Footprints and Photographs Home. See our other works of photography at. Late winter, 2011. In mid-flight, Trumpeter Swans soar with grace. But their landings appear less choreographed and more. well, clumsy. If you look closely (click to enlarge), you'll notice that this Swan's tail feathers actually touch before its webbed feet. as if to. Posted by Mike Anderson. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).

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Footprints and Photographs: June 2012

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Devoted to the simple idea that conservation begins with appreciation. Get the big picture. Footprints and Photographs Home. See our other works of photography at. A limited time offer. A limited time offer. There is a small body of water near our home in Saint Michael—Pelican Lake—which has, quite literally, been sentenced to death. You can read full details at CleanUpTheRiver.com. Or the website of the Minnesota DNR. Posted by Mike Anderson. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).

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Footprints and Photographs: February 2012

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Devoted to the simple idea that conservation begins with appreciation. Get the big picture. Footprints and Photographs Home. See our other works of photography at. Brilliant colors and hidden beauty. Brilliant colors and hidden beauty. Late autumn, 2010. It would be easy, at first glance, to consider the male mallard the more brilliant of the pair. After all, the color of his feathers range from light whites to deep charcoal,. For all of his grand colors, though, the mallard. The more brilliant palette.

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Footprints and Photographs: January 2012

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Devoted to the simple idea that conservation begins with appreciation. Get the big picture. Footprints and Photographs Home. See our other works of photography at. They spook quite easily, so I was delighted to approach the Great Blue Heron without disturbing it. Paddle folded and my camera in hand, I drifted along the shore within just a few yards of the great. Fowl… until he moved toward lift-off. I leaned back in my kayak, smiling,. And reflecting on the fascinating sight I had just enjoyed.

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Footprints and Photographs: March 2012

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Devoted to the simple idea that conservation begins with appreciation. Get the big picture. Footprints and Photographs Home. See our other works of photography at. Cooling off in the Crow. Cooling off in the Crow. This quiet approach allowed me to get within about ten or twelve feet of the deer, close enough to note that she had been injured… probably by an automobile. I say that because I could make out the grill marks on her left rib cage, and she had similar injuries near her. Early on, I realized wha...