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| I sank up to my knees -even wearing snowshoes! |
The snow is deep. The bog isn't frozen, but the snowshoes keep me up high. There are tracks all over crisscrossing as the deer, wolf, coyotes all make their way. Thank goodness for my snowshoes! |
| The precious wetland, protected with snow! Underneath, plants, reptiles, amphibians, fish sleep! |
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| In summer, bog plants thrive, floating water lilies |
And for a comparison!
