• Wednesday-What'sUP October 19 - 05:06 am

According to Ray Laakaniemi, the pup in this picture goes by the name of Baxter. The man behind the camera said Baxter struck that pose because he had just spied a chipmunk. Sure looks like he's ready to give chase to the little critter somewhere up ahead. Looking at all those leaves lying on the two-track road, you can almost hear the rustle they'll make underfoot when Baxter sprints after his find. Then you'll get the distinct smell of fall as the leaves are stirred up too. That's what I love about fall...the sounds and the scents!

Hello RAY and magnificent pictures!!!!!!!

I love seeing a bed of leaves almost as much as I love the colors they create before falling. That dog looks like he doens't want to be held back. I'm sure he has something he should be chasing. LOL

Ahhhhhhhhhhh MICHIGAN, that's all that needs to be said. I love this state. :)

Baxter looks to be a Schnauzer, a member of the elite terrier group, as the Scottie, a chipmunk's worst enemy.

Wow, really pretty picture. You are right, you can almost smell the leaves. And what a cute puppy!!

KJ in Fremont - Gave Abbi hugs for you...she sent one back!

Have a great day everyone!

what a great time of year to be out and about in the woods. Remember to wear your orange come November 15th. Looking forward to heading out to camp.

By Robert Frost, The Road Not Taken:

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

What a cool picture, with the fresh bed of colored leaves and a puppy with places to go & things to do! Beds of freshly fallen colored leaves are really pretty. If only they could last... Thanks.

It makes me want to abandon all sense of propriety and go for a walk through all those delicious leaves. (I can hear the crunch even as I type.)

I think I should end it with a stop at The Hut. :)

One of my favorite things to do in the fall...go for a walk along a wooded trail and kick up the leaves :) Beautiful pic Ray...makes all of us a bit homesick, I am sure.

Being on the shores of Lake Michigan, we haven't seen any color change yet with our trees...am afraid the the leaves will fall without color, with these winds and rain. Sigh.

THANKS FOR POEM

Therese what an appropiate poem to go with the neat photo! Thank you, both. Love poetry and photography.

I was inspired by today's photo at noon to get out of town and see how our woods are doing. There is some color, but as Sur5er says the winds and rain are taking their toll on these shores of Lake Michigan.

I am loving the picture and wish I could share a walk down that road with my daughter at Michigan Tech. The maples are a beautiful red here in western Washington state. And yes, the smell of fall is in the air here, too.

Does anybody remember raking leaves and then jumping in them??? We loved to do that in the fall. Also remember the smell of burning leaves when people were permitted to do so in late fall. Great memories as a child growing up in West Hancock.

Therese--Thanks for the poem. One of my all time favorites. A
perfect accompaniment for the picture.

Did anyone make it back to the first road?


Dotsie-- I certainly jumped in the leaves I raked.

Is Baxter a Welsh Terrier? Great photo!

there is nothing like a walk in the fall woods with your dog. You can have the cruises and the tropics I'll take the U.P. any day of the week.

And the chipmunk is where in those leaves?

I'd give anything to be the one holding that
leash! Fall is beautiful "down below" but
nothing like in the Keweena.