Category: Grand Marais and Travel

Winter Lovers

We weren’t sure what we were looking for but we decided it wasn’t in Arizona. Our plan was to head there this morning in our truck with our two dogs to meander around and maybe see some baseball at spring training. And then just…

Afternoon Drop-Ins

Flying grace transformed Landing, waddling, clustering Overstepping birds

Saturday on the Porch in the U.P.

When we got here two days ago, the chairs had blown every which way on the porch. We were lucky one hadn’t taken flight and gone through a window. Our canoe was lifted off the old bedspring that serves as its resting spot on…

Bird Hearts

My hands are full of blue. Blue on my palms, on my fingers, my wedding ring. Not solid blue. Splotches. And the blue shows no signs of coming off soon but I know it will. I believe it will. I underestimated the blue paint,…

The Man at the Boat Launch

He drove up just as we were starting lunch at the picnic table under the trees at the boat launch. A black Dodge Ram truck with a squat camper like all the autoworkers used to have in Flint, pulling a flat bed trailer with…

Friday Poem

I meant to write something profound deep Move people impress with my erudition touch I forgot what I would write in a sea of waterlilies Instead I reached in black water Pulled two slick stems Wound white blossoms in black rope Floral masthead for…

Superior Burial

No port, no choice, no Hope, rock shelves layered, death knives Ship’s spine broken, beached

Humming

Some days the best thing to do is to make hummingbird soup and wait for the guests to arrive. Today, for example, with that bluest sky, cloudless all day, just a slight breeze, sometimes kicking up a bit, but lovely all day, sweetness like…

Beargrease #3

Up ahead, we saw four Border Patrol SUV’s parked on either side of Minnesota Highway 61, lights flashing, officers standing nearby. We were headed into Grand Portage, only six miles from the Canadian border, to watch sled dog teams competing in the Beargrease Marathon…

Beargrease #1

At the risk of looking, as Cher would put it, like a sister wife, I bought and intend to wear an insulated black skirt with my parka and mukluks tomorrow. The locals in their Carhartt overalls might snicker but I’m going for it. Tomorrow…

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