This is a flooded St Croix River after It rained and it rained until where every year there blooms a sea of wildflowers became a mystical swamp.The junior assistants and I was out walking our new puppy - and even though I should know better I brought along my camera and tripod thinking optimistically - how hard can it be to squeeze in a few shots with the kids and puppy. I saw this gorgeous light dancing among the tree trunks and set up my tripod on a rickety flooded bridge. I had sent the kids up ahead with Chaco the puppy on a long training lead. As my eyeball was focusing in the viewfinder the whole system gets airborne as Chaco happily had escaped back to me. The log leash lassoed around my tripod and my legs. Luckily there were no people with iPhones around, because the next few seconds would surely ended up on youtube. I caught the camera just as my padded southern end landed in the muck. But I got the shot. Lesson learned - puppies and tripods - absolutely mutually exclusive.