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Time for the grand summer blog post…or two. True, summer’s not officially over, but the temperature has dropped two, three degrees and I’m hopeful. Summer of 2025. Highlights. Scott visits. Steve and his dog hang out with us a lot. We visit Minnesota, Robert and friends and the Old Place. End of story. Unless something of great consequence happens between now and September 1st. No matter what anyone tells you, that is… Read More
PHOTOS, COURTESY SUMMER 2019. I’m lonely often these days. Not really a deeply depressive or even particularly sad loneliness. Just that feeling of wishing to see a person or place that’s not here… or go to time that’s not now. Sometimes wishing intensifies into longing…sometimes it’s just okay to think fondly of the missing piece. For today I’m thinking Minnesota. Last summer. Home. Water. Rivers. Lakes. It’s still cold up there, been… Read More
My River Runs To Thee My River runs to thee— Blue Sea! Wilt welcome me? My River wait reply— Oh Sea—look graciously— I’ll fetch thee Brooks From spotted nooks— Say—Sea—Take Me! (Emily Dickinson) Beautiful morning along the Mississippi. *** On a pond of Mississippi backwater in Robert’s Green Hornet.
Chilly green early summer. Mid-day, stretched out on a homemade quilt. Reading Autumn Killing by Swedish writer Mons Kallentoft. Vacation life as it should be lived. Last night’s walk.