From the publishers of the St. Cloud Times:
Only bison break the horizon. Shiny black horn points glint in the sun. Tails switch at flies. Hooves set dust swirling. The animals rise from a sea of rippling bromegrass, timothy and Kentucky bluegrass. Hundreds of years ago, the scene might have stretched on for hundreds of miles.
Today, it runs to the Blue Mounds State Park boundary.
“It’s easy to stand out here, especially in that tall grass, and think about what that would’ve been like,” said Chris Ingebretsen, manager of the park near Luverne, Minn. “There’s places here you can hide the surrounding modern-day landscape pretty easily. Add the wind that is constant and the sound of the meadowlarks and the grunt of the bison.”
To read the St. Cloud Times’ full feature on Blue Mounds State Park, click here.