September 2018
Out there, where land and sky are greeting. Where wind whips the grass into waves, and light dresses hills in gold.
It is wolf country. Can you hear them call?
For ninety years they’ve been gone, but the deer, I think, are still listening. The grasslands never forget their own.
Things that belong to it: implausible ridges cloaked in sagebush.
Ghosts of villages that crumbled under Time.
Trees that grow grackles like autumn leaves.
Shallow lakes the locals call ‘potholes’: scars of past glaciation, now tended by muskrats.
And roads that redefine infinity.
I’m on one of them. It’s been an eventful 48 hours in Saskatchewan, but now it’s time to turn north.
A Walk with Wildlife 
Your nature photos and poetic words always inspire me to open my eyes to our Creator who will always and forever remain faithful. Thank you, Adele, for all the photos you shared here this year. They truly refresh my weary heart. 🙂 I hope you have a joy-filled Christmas!
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Thank you for your lovely comment Trudy 🙂 I hope you have a wonderful Christmas, and God bless.
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Adele, great post! Lovely images! I’ve been on a few of those redefining roads! They go on forever!
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I think those roads also redefine their drivers, after a while! Unforgettable experience.
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Your photos reminds me a small town I visited last Autumn in Russia called Tambov. Everything there was exactly like these photos. Especially Old houses in Tambov are exactly like the one in the photo. Love the images. 🙂
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Hello Valeria, welcome to my blog 🙂 I have not been to Russia but I looked up Tambov on Google, and I can see what you mean. It is a great feeling to be in interesting places under a big sky!
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I wish I can write the way you do 🙂 Nice post!
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Thank you Darko 🙂 The prairie is a good place to write about, all those dazzling contrasts and changing moods.
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