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Oh how the months speed by…
The latest from Our Little House in the Big Woods
- Is life looking up…or down?
- Mums for my mom
- What I have learned during the pandemic
- Let the photos do the talking
- Forest teaching about Intent and coming from love versus division
- The sh*t phone is history.
- Snake fear and love
- Flute tree, rain web, road of life
- What I really want to say…
- Starfish, hummingbird frolicking in hose spray and other underwater adventures
Read, read, read…months and months of photos and words…
The times folks have paused along Lake Superior Spirit's shores since 2010
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See, God or Allah or Goddess or the Almighty–whatever you call Him or Her, produces this Earth Show. He’s hired a director, someone like Jesus or Buddha, except maybe they’ve never been planetary-bound, maybe someone like St. Oleander or Baba … Continue reading
It’s not fair that I get to attend a Destination Wedding in some fair southern city adorned with white sandy beaches and you must sit home at the daily drudge, 40 hour work week closer to retirement, no extra cash … Continue reading
Dear Newt Gingrich, USA presidential candidate, please quit calling us. We are on the do-not-call list. Please do not say that you can telephone every day because you’re a political candidate or a non-profit agency. I am a registered and … Continue reading
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Perhaps we all know what Thanksgiving is. We know what it feels like. Underneath all our turkey and stuffing, we know that Thanksgiving feels like gratitude, appreciation and love. It smells like pumpkin pie mixed with joy. It tastes like … Continue reading
4:30 a.m. Telephone alarm sings us awake at the Brentwood Motel in Marquette. We sigh. It’s been a long night of tossing and turning–for both of us. Barry has moved from the bed to the couch and back to the … Continue reading
I tried to convince my daughter she should be a synchronized swimmer, too, but…she doesn’t look convinced, does she? Poor thing. We had to beg her to sit with the mermaid. When I was eight or nine our family boarded … Continue reading