reality hits:
school supply shopping, grading.
at least there’s a pool.


reality hits:
school supply shopping, grading.
at least there’s a pool.


a Wilder stop
along a siloed, green drive
home to sunflowers







the storm has arrived
enough to bring shrieking youth
joy none of us find

yet the lake beckons
with its endless, silent joy
should we ask for more?


or live like ancients
who treasured every birchbark
for the life it gave?

an Ely day trip
for a family pic, hike
a little shopping


red sun, glassy lake
paddling with the puppy:
perfect lakehouse day







morning adventures:
the kayaks’ gentle lilting
through freshwater lake




a tornado scare
led to this downtown hassle
with a sparkling Vista

delayed flight gave time
for a capitol your
offering domed wealth



my man has arrived
for our drive to the North Woods
where water saves all






lakes are not enough
to keep this city spinning
(wheat connects us all)




the bread of our lives
lives in these shared memories
that we’ll feast upon


from book shops to dusk
in a city new to us
we’ll catch this twilight

the oldest arrives
to take over paddling
just one of these lakes



a state park lunch stop
(sad Superior goodbye)
brings mosquito hell



trips beget errands
in search of camping comfort
in this humid state

