Housed in a 15 acre enclosure, these very photogenic wolves rested, and played, and lazily responded to the click of my camera.
I remember when, as a young girl, my father calling us to gather at the kitchen window. Together we stood, and watched, as a pack of wolves bounded across a field of hay.
My father referred to them as Timber Wolves. We witnessed wild life at it’s finest on that day. I, sadly, haven’t seen a wolf in the wild since that time.
Free to roam 15 acres of natural forest, we were very happy to find the wolves very close by.
The wolf pack that ran through our fields so many years ago, were viewed through the glass of an old kitchen window.
The wolves of Wolf Lodge were viewed through thick panes of glass.
We watched as this wonderful wolf gently encouraged the wolf cubs to move out of the sun, and into the shade of the enclosure’s beautiful trees.
Ending the day, with good food, and good company.
Groovy Tales of a Well Adult 