her loping gate, disheveled hair, and desire to be alone among the trees seemed strangely familiar. i couldn't place it, but snapped the above photo. it wasn't until we got home and i could look at the photo again that it occurred to me: i've seen this posture before.

is this a bigfoot? wisconin's new hodag?
or just my wild daughter, unwilling to be caught and running amok all alone in a magically uncrowded tree farm?
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