Tag: Grand Marais

I’m Berry Well, Thank You, and You?

A key thing about being a regular blogger is sometimes not caring if anyone reads what you write. That’s my number one message tonight. My second message has to do with blueberries. Specifically, disabusing people of the notion that picking wild blueberries is a… Continue Reading “I’m Berry Well, Thank You, and You?”

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… Continue Reading “Winter Lovers”

Light Heart

It is so dark I can’t see my feet but the Big Dipper is hanging in the sky so close it looks fake as if someone strung lights over our house to trick us and I stumble in the dark, worried that I’ll twist… Continue Reading “Light Heart”

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… Continue Reading “Saturday on the Porch in the U.P.”

The Snow Melting Pot

This is an update to yesterday’s post that told the story of how our furnace went out, causing our pipes to freeze and then burst, resulting in two inches of water in our house on Lake Superior. We have heat but no water. Well, we… Continue Reading “The Snow Melting Pot”

Drunk Talk

There’s no way I’m going into my 68th year with unpainted toes. So I find the old bottle of deep, serious red polish from the medicine cabinet at our house on Lake Superior, a place where we have one of everything that is absolutely… Continue Reading “Drunk Talk”

Royal

That blue is long gone. That blue that made me put my book down to take a picture. Not of the water or the sky. But of the blue. It was such a blue I thought it might not happen again in my lifetime.… Continue Reading “Royal”

Our Pure Michigan

At first the lake was perfectly still, a set for a canoeing commercial, and we glided along like people who lived in a tent most of the time and traveled on foot instead of who we are, people who live in a house and… Continue Reading “Our Pure Michigan”

I’m Berry Well, Thank You, and You?

A key thing about being a regular blogger is sometimes not giving a shit if anyone reads what you write. That’s my number one message tonight. My second message has to do with blueberries. Specifically, disabusing people of the notion that picking wild blueberries… Continue Reading “I’m Berry Well, Thank You, and You?”

Where Is Your Luck?

I’m a person who likes the same places. I envy people who are curious and travel to strange places and I aspire to be like them. But left alone, I would go where I always go. And it would be here. On the Lake… Continue Reading “Where Is Your Luck?”

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