In Bounds by Jack MacKenzie, CGCS The cacophony of loud and tremulous cries awoke me from deep slumber last night. A local pair of nesting loons was in celebratory mode as I dreamily imagined their nest finally gave up a loonling or better yet, two. “Please keep the revelry down my feathered friends,” I mumbled, rolling over to grab a couple more ZZZZs.
and a high rate of exchange with groundwater. When my wife and I moved to this Forest Lake property 13 years ago, we had little idea of the diversity our taste of Minnesota, Land of Ten Thousand Lakes, offered. We considered ourselves fortunate to have lucked onto the for-sale-by-owner sign while meandering the back roads during a Sunday drive.
After a fine cup of morning joe, graced by my wife’s company, I totted While some would say it is an the canoe down to the shoreline and insignificant puddle at just 74 acres, headed out for a bout of exercise and the lake adjacent to our home is an investigation into the pervious actually a gem in the Comfort Lake evening’s excitement. Sure enough, on Forest Lake Watershed District. the far edge of the lake there, riding With seike reading (water clarity) of consistently over 18 feet, Sylvan Lake upon a parent’s back, was a small is a pristine pool of clean water. The puff of feathers that could only be a loonling. Keeping my distance, I lake does not drain (it’s landlocked) and it has rich fen floating mats south continued my morning adventure with stealth and was rewarded by another of the lake that have been identified pair local vocalists; two swans. for preservation. The lake likely maintains its high quality through relatively low pollutant concentrations For the first eight years of residence my former job as superintendent entering from its drainage area
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