Night air like heaven Weekends like only kids know Light that never fails I wore jeans and a long-sleeved shirt when I walked Lola this morning. The skies and the lake were gray again and the air was cool. I realized that observations of weather are an insignificant way of marking the passage of seasons. [...]
The weekend spent canoeing on the St. Croix River at the middle of the month was the most like my dreams of June. Sunlight on water Afternoon waves on rock shores Move slowly upstream A surprisingly wild little park that I lived 15 minutes from as a kid, and live 15 minutes from on the [...]
It truly is an exhausting season. I’ll never deny that. I don’t know how people in more moderate climates keep going year-round. Despite the sunshine filtering through the leaves on the trees, despite a cool afternoon breeze, despite wandering to and fro on a Sunday afternoon with no obligation except the next destination, I can’t [...]
The big dipper hung over the bluffs of downtown Stillwater tonight. The river flowed by slowly, a black and silent body of water where the activities of us humans on its edges failed to even penetrate the surface. The thumping bass lines and the flashing lights of the riverside bar seemed all the louder and [...]
On my drive out to Gabe’s house about an hour before sunset tonight the sun laid on the landscape like a warm yellow blanket. The long shadows in sharp relief to the bright golden light only added to the effect, and it seemed to me like the sun was coaxing the thick green foliage out [...]
I walked Lola by the lake one morning at the beginning of the month. Cool sweatshirt morning The water still waking up Gray clouds and quiet I thought back on memories of recent seasons, drives up north and paddles downstream. Sunny green summers Puffy clouds and warm water No sweat and no bugs June still [...]
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