Gray and drizzly day on the Illinois river.
River’s a little high after the snow melt
Rt. 178 bridge over the Illinois River
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Pssst! Spring is on it’s way……….
Tag Archives: IL
Ice and Snow at Starved Rock
We continued our search for eagles today, and ended up in the park.
A few were roosting in their favorite dead trees on Plum Island, along the Illinois River, watching for fish near the surface.
we parked and walked to the waters edge to get this shot. would still love that telephoto lens, maybe next year…. the eagle is in the center of the picture
We’ve spent the last two weeks with the temperatures in the single digits so it was wonderful when it warmed to the forties today and everything started to melt.
Just yesterday, this part of the river was solid ice and under snow.
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my partner in crime….
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Tree Puddles
The end to a beautiful day…….
Blizzard of Feb 2011 (the morning after)
Some quick Pictures around my house until we dig out!
(Bear Country!)
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And then the sun came out….
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(does this change the ground hog’s prediction?)
because of the wind, not all places were buried….
some places got 3 feet while others,
like my little solar light, had just a few inches
digging out so we could get out!
Daisy Path
Stop watching me! I have to go potty!
Precision Parking
snowmobile
All Done!
Now it’s time to go in and hibernate!
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Still Winter in Starved Rock
Yes the snow in the park is still beautiful
but enough already! We’re ready for spring!
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Illinois River
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edge of the woods
tangled branches
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Daisy Lou
What cha’ got there mom?
A new camera?
Winter’s Nap
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Val says she’s sleeping til spring…..
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Winter’s sleep is upon us
Snow-flakes
Out of the bosom of the Air,
Out of the cloud-folds of her garments shaken,
Over the woodlands brown and bare,
Over the harvest-fields forsaken,
Silent, and soft, and slow
Descends the snow.
Even as our cloudy fancies take
Suddenly shape in some divine expression,
Even as the troubled heart doth make
In the white countenance confession,
The troubled sky reveals
The grief it feels.
This is the poem of the air,
Slowly in silent syllables recorded;
This is the secret of despair,
Long in its cloudy bosom hoarded,
Now whispered and revealed
To wood and field.
Summer shower
Tonti Canyon, Starved Rock State Park, Utica, IL
Lil's Garden Tour 
