Tag Archives: New Year

at the turning of the year – December 31

12.31 wide flat snow fields fade up into the sky, pink blushes sliding by at the horizon as we travel north towards homes that have forgotten the prairie runs which gave them life.   breath catches in our throats like … Continue reading

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nature knows – December 30

  12.30 I sit beside the fire, place names dotting cabin walls. Gunflint, Lutsen, Rainy, Grand Marais, up north in deed.   Through the windows a large coyote peered one New Year’s morn eyeing us and the dog as potential. … Continue reading

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