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Oh how the months speed by…
The latest from Our Little House in the Big Woods
- “Keeps on keepin’ on”
- A mountain man lives in my mom’s basement.
- Is home where the heart is?
- Sleeping beneath the Mackinac Bridge last night
- All you bunnies out there…
- Ice fishing, robins, winner, Easter
- Keep giving away…
- Squirrel and chickadee love, February snow, and healing silence
- Palm trees, egrets, shrimp boats (and home again, home again, jiggety jig)
- Imagine you’re 90 years old.
Read, read, read…months and months of photos and words…
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Monthly Archives: April 2010
Alfred Hitchcock Horror Films! We folks who live in the North Woods sometimes host a very interesting visitor in our homes. One that usually makes us feel a bit squeamish when we first see It. I suppose some people might exhibit … Continue reading
I just sat down to write a blog about our stroll by the Silver River last night. Honest. To show you photos from the woods. Photos of sparkling sunlight on water, deer jaw bones, and other Exciting Things. Instead… You … Continue reading
Seriously folks, let’s not talk about the Pigeon. We can talk about Downward Dog or Upward Dog or Warrior One or Warrior Two or the Sun Salutation…but let’s not mention the Pigeon. It’s way too convoluted for a beginning yoga … Continue reading
I am now home, dear reader. The Lake Superior forest surrounds me again. Ahhh…it is always so good to return home, to return to the steady earth beneath our feet. So good to travel; so good to make one’s way home. … Continue reading
As many of you may know, I have consciously experienced a deep spiritual journey for twenty-three years. This blog (Lake Superior Spirit) and the outdoor blog (Opening the door, walking outside) may have been the first blogs I have ever written where … Continue reading
It’s the rainy season in the California mountains. We awoke to a pouring rain yesterday morning. It felt so comfortable to lie beneath the thick quilts and listen to the drumbeat of rain showers on the roof. I had to … Continue reading