St. Croix River (Wisconsin-Minnesota) facts for kids |
Geographically, we're focused on one watershed, the Namekagon/St. Croix. that encompasses parts of two states, Minnesota and Wisconsin, and all or parts of ten counties in Minnesota and nine counties in Wisconsin. The Wisconsin Department of Natural Resources [DNR] identifies more than 20 tributaries to the St. Croix. The Minnesota DNR identifies Upper and Lower St. Croix watersheds, separated by the Snake and Kettle River tributaries from the Minnesota side. The St. Croix River Association (we're members) provides access to a geographic information system depiction of the St. Croix basin, sub watersheds and counties. We'll use that as what appears to be the best available integrated and comprehensive geographic identification of the system we're working to describe.
fire, controlled or not, has a long history in the St. Croix valley
Photo by J. Harrington
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Our preliminary research yesterday identified a number of resources of Native American place names. In case you're interested, we'll list some of them here.
- Minnesota (Wikipedia)
- Wisconsin (Wikipedia)
- Ojibwe place names
- Dakota place names (Thanks! to @GregSeitz for making sure we didn't miss this resource.)
In days to come, we'll be checking our copies of Mni Sota Makoce: The Land of the Dakota, and Ojibwe Waasa Inaabidaa: We Look In All Directions, among other resources. For now, we want to point out that the name of the very county in which we've lived for many years, Chisago, is derived "from two Ojibwe language words meaning "large" and "beautiful"," referencing originally Chisago Lake. (Upham, Warren (1920). Minnesota Geographic Names: Their Origin and Historic Significance. Minnesota Historical Society. p. 107.)
So we now have a list of two states and about twenty counties against which we can screen indigenous place names from the Dakota or Ojibe languages and, perhaps the Ho-Chunk and Menominee tribes if the folks from National Geographic are to be believed.
The Theft Outright
after Frost
We were the land's before we were.Or the land was ours before you were a land.Or this land was our land, it was not your land.We were the land before we were people,loamy roamers rising, so the stories go,or formed of clay, spit into with breath reeking soul—What's America, but the legend of Rock 'n' Roll?Red rocks, blood clots bearing boys, blood sandsswimming being from women's hands, we originate,originally, spontaneous as hemorrhage.Un-possessing of what we still are possessed by,possessed by what we now no more possess.We were the land before we were people,dreamy sunbeams where sun don't shine, so the stories go,or pulled up a hole, clawing past ants and roots—Dineh in documentaries scoff DNA evidence off.They landed late, but canyons spoke them home.Nomadic Turkish horse tribes they don't know.What's America, but the legend of Stop 'n' Go?Could be cousins, left on the land bridge,contrary to popular belief, that was a two-way toll.In any case we'd claim them, give them some place to stay.Such as we were we gave most things outright(the deed of the theft was many deeds and leases and claim stakesand tenure disputes and moved plat markers stolen still today . . .)We were the land before we were a people,earthdivers, her darling mudpuppies, so the stories go,or emerging, fully forming from flesh of earth—The land, not the least vaguely, realizing in all four directions,still storied, art-filled, fully enhanced.Such as she is, such as she wills us to become.
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