We’re packing our bags tonight and heading to a scene not unlike this one. Unlike some vacations (as I once explained here), I’m eager to go. These days I realize how much I need the swaying pine trees and the smell of campfire smoke. I need to wear the same set of clothes over and […]
Read MoreWhere I grew up, fireflies were a myth; they were as improbable as unicorns. Maybe they were put off by the lack of mature trees in our neighborhood or the artificial glow of suburban shopping centers. Maybe we lived too far north. Regardless, I never chased them on summer evenings and captured them in jars. […]
Read MoreIt’s a peaceful summer day and the steely water of Lake Superior stretches into the fog, blending with the sky. Seagulls patrol the air, punctuating the stillness with their calls. A tiny cabin with whitewashed walls and red trim keeps lookout on the rocks, the pines closing in behind it. The cabin is full of […]
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