Happiness. It's relative.
It was cloudy and gray the first time we put our boat into the water in Grand Marais. The fog was coming soon, the air was thick with risk. There were no other boats on the water. It didn’t matter. Our plan was to… Continue Reading “Yellow Rope”
“The heart of a father is the masterpiece of nature.” –… Continue Reading “The Heart of a Father”
I watched a video today, why I don’t know, that featured a big, burly guy sitting in his car talking to his toddler daughter who was sitting on the console. The sound was off so I didn’t get the details but I knew she… Continue Reading “Envy”
When you have a family member with a serious health crisis, there are people who show up and help with the heavy lifting and there are those who bring gifts in bags with pink tissue paper. Several years ago, a good friend of mine bemoaned… Continue Reading “Parting Words from Sick Bay”
My husband asked about the crops tonight and seemed distressed by my response. “That’s it? Two tomatoes and two peppers?” “One’s a ghost pepper.” “You know for sure it’s a ghost pepper?” I thought about it. I seem to recall seeing the little plant… Continue Reading “Crop Report”
My dad and I reconciled after a long estrangement. And what followed was a time of pure gold.
It’s not so easy being a dad. I know. I’ve watched somebody be one for a very long time.
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