I’m loving Wisconsin more and more, each autumn we live here. I took this photo at about this time in 2006 and could have done so again this past weekend, had I brought my camera along.

The fall colors are just one of the gifts we receive in Wisconsin, and though I must admit the dismal-looking November that always follows, the changing seasons force me to enjoy what we have, when we have it.

A good lesson in general.

Have you enjoyed a Honeycrisp apple today?

Our loons have been a relaxing distraction this summer. The two families that we see most often on our lake seem like friends to those who live here — cohabitants of a beautiful waterfront retreat.

The tiny fluffballs that ride on their parents backs in June, are fully capable of diving and even flying by September, but it’s interesting to note that the adults were still feeding their “teenagers” when I shot this photo in August. The parents dive deeply and then return with a morsel, the young loons paddling quickly to reach the adult and take the minnow into their own beak.

And after swallowing the fish, the young loon (on the left) engaged in a sweet habit of circling the adult (on the right.) That’s how I captured this pose - it almost looks like the two are hugging.

As their feathers turn from the stark black and white of spring, to the warm brown hues we see now, I know that autumn is nearly here. I’ll definitely miss our loons when they fly south for the winter…

Wisconsin Loon Series
Early June
Late June
August

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Our first letterboxing excursion as a family took place along the Gandy Dancer Trail in Danbury, Wisconsin, but we were unsuccessful in finding the letterbox (although the fun afternoon with buddies was still well-worth the attempt!)

But in Mankato, Minnesota, we found two great letter boxes, using the letterboxing tips I shared last month. One was in a small park in a residential area, and the other was at the end of a very long walk along the bike paths and boardwalks that meander the Mankato area.

The kids used the letterbox stamps to mark their own notebooks, and stamped the notebooks in the letterboxes with the custom stamps they’d made.

And although I could barely force myself to peer into the viewfinder using my telephoto lens, I managed this shot of a four-foot-long snake that was sunning himself beside the boardwalk.

EEEEK!

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Southern Minnesota series:

Letterboxing in Mankato
Jeffers Petroglyphs
Sod House
Prairie Wildflowers

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