• Fear not, Braveheart

    My cat’s life is not ideal. He is afraid of our dog, a rescue that lived peacefully with a cat in her foster home. That cat ignored her, unless the dog chased her. Then, like most cats, it would turn, arch, hiss, and, if necessary unsheath its claws to deliver […]

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  • Sniffing Snow

     My dog, Rue, might have been the only one excited to see seven inches of fluffy new snow at the cabin. By this time, we’re hoping to mothball the snowblowers (all three of them) and move on to Spring. Folks in the U.P. are used to Mothers’ Day blizzards or […]

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  • Look Closer

    Winter hasn’t made much of an appearance yet this year. We had three or four inches of fluffy snow a few weeks ago. It lasted maybe a week. The soggy leaves carpet the forest. I haven’t hung the bird feeders because it may not be cold enough for the bears […]

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  • Seeing

    Mirrors I grew up in front of mirrors. Big ones—seven or eight feet up from the baseboards. They covered at least two walls, doubling the population and making even the smallest rehearsal room bigger in our minds. They all smelled of sweat—not jock sweat or fear sweat—but a clean fragrance, […]

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  • Winter is Still With Us

    Surrounded by beauty here at the end of winter. The snow is deep and the forest is quiet and beautiful. I’m letting the peace of it seep into me. And it’s working. I’m coming off a physically difficult week that began with trekking to the Eben Ice Caves and climbing […]

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