CLV is surrounded by serene prairiescape, perhaps its biggest perk, with a walking path that skirts past dried wildflowers and an array of outdoor sculptures. I like to cut off the path and into the actual prairie--there you can follow a more ambling network of muddy trails and hide in the tall grasses. And almost certainly spot deer, as I did. A trio of the guys who stopped their silly munching to look at me with expressions that reminded me of what I must look like upon spotting an approaching Jehovah's Witness (think mixture of surprise and dismay, with a slow shrinking back movement in search of the nearest exit). I didn't have a camera with me at the time, so instead I will provide this image I found of a guy dealing with solicitors. His energy is exactly what I'm talking about here.
I'll take photographs next time.