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Nice Buck Looking at Me |
I have been on a bit of
a writing break, or summer vacation the last couple of weeks. With that time
off, I missed my post last week but never
fear I am back, be it good or bad.
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Here We Are, Spending Time in the Blackhills Last Week |
When the weather is
nice, I try to spend as much time as possible in the woods, forests, and mountains of Wyoming.
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This One About Four Miles From Home |
This week, doing some
research for a project, I ran across the works of John Hector St. John.
Although he never ventured farther west than New York State he had some
profound things to say about what he viewed in the west or wilderness of early America.
At the time and his writing it was the middle and late 1700s, well before even
the first mountain men came west.
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Mountain Man Camp at Fort Laramie |
Crevecoeur was a Frenchmen
who moved to America became a citizen/farmer and later writer. His volume of
essays, Letters from an American Farmer,
quickly became a best seller in Europe making him one of the first Americans to
experience a best seller in Europe. His stories gave Europeans a first look at
what one of their own thought of America.
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Wonder if St. John Had Views Like This to Write About? |
Today I thought I might
share a few of my favorite photos from my time in the woods this summer. Not exactly
the essays of St. John, but still nice.
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Albino Mule Deer Peeking From Behind a Bush |
I must tell you, that there is something in the proximity of the
woods, which is very singular. It is with men as it is with the plants and
animals that grow and live in the forests; they are entirely different from
those that live in the plains.
J. Hector St. John Crevecoeur
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Elk - I Snapped This Just At The End of Daylight |
Enjoy, now it’s time
for us to head out to Guernsey State Park and spend some time in the woods.
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Looking Good In Tall Grass |
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