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Tag: Lake Superior
Writing in the Little Fire House
I bought my ancient laptop a little house so it can come outside with me. There were simpler models but the foil-like canopy sold me. It has the air of a fire shelter. Maybe we could put the cat in it if wildfires flare… Continue Reading “Writing in the Little Fire House”
The Place of a Hundred Stories
My writing partner is inert. He is lying on a very threadbare sky blue chair given to us by my husband’s cousin. It was his mother’s so beloved in a way. For years, I appreciated the wornness of the old chair, how I could… Continue Reading “The Place of a Hundred Stories”
The Gales of November
Tonight, I learned the meaning of the word fetch, used as a noun, to describe the growing power of wind and waves. This is especially pertinent to a lover of Lake Superior who is frequently at a loss to describe the lake’s extraordinary drama.… Continue Reading “The Gales of November”
We Have Apple Trees Here
We have apple trees here. They were planted by the family who owned our house before us, a family that thought apple trees would flourish in the sandy soil near the heavy weather of Lake Superior. The old trees’ branches are drooping, heavy with… Continue Reading “We Have Apple Trees Here”
I Swam
Down the beach, I see our neighbor swimmingHis gray head bobbing in the gentle wavesWhile he talks to his wife on the beachShe is collecting rocks, looking for agates, studying Then they switch, he comes on shore and she wades inI watch her in… Continue Reading “I Swam”
Reminder
The lake can be a killer. This morning, contemplating our day up here on Lake Superior, we consulted the Weather Channel. There we found a rip tide warning specific to our stretch of beach. A rip tide, also known as an undertow, can pull… Continue Reading “Reminder”
Slow Boat No Boat
We miss Superior like we owned it and we got foreclosed for not paying taxes, not putting our canoe in the water for too long a time.We lost our Superior card, we don’t belong anymore. Sometimes when the lake was smooth like a kitchen… Continue Reading “Slow Boat No Boat”
Winter Lovers
We weren’t sure what we were looking for but we decided it wasn’t in Arizona. Our plan was to head there this morning in our truck with our two dogs to meander around and maybe see some baseball at spring training. And then just… Continue Reading “Winter Lovers”
Snow Door | wisconsinacademy.org
Listen to Jan read her essay “Billy” presented on WUWM’s Lake Effect
Jan’s essay “At the Breakfast Bar” on WUWM Lake Effect
Jan’s essay “The Parish Hall,” on WUWM Lake Effect
“Fury Cannot Touch Me,” Modern Love, NYT, 9/29/11
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