|
lanceknadle's photostream
|
|
This trail on the island was carpeted with red pine needles.
The Boundary Waters - a place of peaceful solitude.
I saw a leech on the rocks in the water and it saw me, too.
Looking west from our island on Lake Isabella.
The cycle of nature. Grown from dirt and fallen to dirt.
Rigging a slip bobber for fishing for Walleye using leaches.
