Come with Me to Lake Koronis
Come with me on my adventure
through the fields of opportunity and the land of 10,000 lakes
from my home in Iowa to my friend’s cabin in Minnesota
as I travel through a stitching of interstates, highways, and county roads
with truckers, convoys of sand-colored military trucks, caravans of campers and summer vacationers,
even a pair of vintage cars in a powder blue and cherry red with shimmering silver accents,
and a car with an ONLYNOW license plate – a reminder to stay present with what’s here.
So much to notice traveling in solitude and so many opportunities to connect with nature…
the lakes like polka dots along the road, big and little, on the right and on the left,
rows and rows of corn in flowing fields, and soybeans as great big green canvases for the sky,
prairie grass and wildflowers in shades of purple, yellow and white,
miles and miles of Queen Anne’s lace flowers like a ribbon fringe along the road,
wide green rivers, streams and creeks dividing the land, lily-lined road-side ditches,
rolling hills with stripes of oak trees, and cows lazily grazing and sleeping.
The birds greet me like long-lost friends –
bluebirds on the power lines watching the road like some sort of movie made just for them,
swallows darting across and alongside the road catching supper for their babies,
red-wing blackbirds squawking from bush to tree with their colorful surprise,
even an eagle floating on the thermals.
I pass towns with names that evoke mind’s-eye images of nature that surprise and delight,
like Elk Run Heights, Deer Wood, Cedar Valley, River Forest, Lone Tree, and Big Woods,
Marble Rock, Blooming Prairie, Blue Earth, Crystal Springs, and Eagle Lake, too.
Farmsteads amidst gentle rolling hills with barns and silos and northern windbreaks,
old dusty roads and pickup trucks, and motorcycles and tractors for sale from the road-side lawns,
hay bales wound up tight and resting on mowed strips of someone’s land,
small cemeteries set on green patches of lawn sprinkled with trees amidst the crops,
water towers proudly shouting the names of their ‘don’t blink’ sized towns,
even a city parade in Cosmos, a quaint place with streets like Gemini, Pegasus, Orion, and Vega.
My eyes greeted by a train of gray and black tankers 100-cars long stopped along a scenic curve,
modern inventions like wind-mill farms dancing in the breeze,
and whimsy, like a sparkly billboard that advertises exclusively diamonds,
a by-plane flying low as it lands into a regional airport,
and white cotton candy clouds dotting the baby blue sky
casting shadows over the land as I near my destination
and the excitement of my Lake Koronis adventure mounts.
I couldn’t take photos as I traveled north yesterday to spend a week with my friend Blair and her dog Lola at her lake cabin so I captured my experience in words instead. What a beautiful, wondrous drive – and such a gift to be able to get away in this special way with my incredible friend. This is my 4th year visiting this amazing place. I’ve included a few bonus photos below so you can see just how beautiful it is.
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