Tag Archives: 4th of July

Tender

Posted on July 5, 2014 by

Goodness, the last two weeks have flown by like an eagle diving for lake trout. (OK, that’s may be the weirdest metaphor I’ve ever typed.) Goodness, it’s so very challenging when our grown children fly off into the friendly skies … Continue reading →

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Skunk in the full moon

Posted on July 4, 2012 by

1:13 a.m. I hear you rustling in the woods. Who are you? It’s so hot. So full moon hot. Sweat drips, soaks sheets, midsummer’s sauna. Run cool bath water and recline. Ahhh, feel better, don’t you? Who’s rustling beneath the … Continue reading →

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Small-town America 4th of July Parade complete with cotton candy, dogs & babies

Posted on July 3, 2011 by

Barry has to cover the Baraga Lumberjack Parade every year for his job as editor of the L’Anse Sentinel. Almost every year I tag along.  It’s our date, you know. The last two–or three–years I have eagerly brought camera and … Continue reading →

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A lake full of stars, driftwood, sand and waves

Posted on July 2, 2011 by

Please, join me on a drive home along Lake Superior.  OK, we’ll buy you an ice cream cone, too.  Let’s stop at least four times, shall we, and see how the lake is doing this 4th of July weekend?   … Continue reading →

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What’s ignited your inner fireworks this week?

Posted on June 30, 2011 by

Hello, reader, out there in Cyberspace.  I can almost see you sitting at your computer.  Some of you have a drink in hand–others a cup of tea–you are drinking coffee–you come unaccompanied to the computer. I come without a cup … Continue reading →

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Ms. Norma Rockwell meets the 4th of July parade

Posted on July 4, 2010 by

 And now…on to the 4th of July parade!  Here we are in Small Town America.  I mean Small Town America.  Tiny town America.  Blink-and-you-miss-it Small Town U.S.A.  We all know Norman Rockwell, don’t we?  The artist who painted portraits of … Continue reading →

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