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The latest from Our Little House in the Big Woods
- Last night the Winter King dreamed of pussy willows.
- Poof! (and she disappeared again)
- Catching up, fake news, I was wrong, Path of the Heart
- The joy of sauntering
- Loose ends, gray skies, and affirmations of light
- What the heart knows now
- Coyote or wolf comes teaching trust
- Playing spirit hide and seek
- Ready for it to end! Don’t want it to end…
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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I apologize in advance for the times of silence on this blog. For quitting reading your posts. For just going quiet and seemingly disappearing into thin air. Poof! Just like that…gone. This time, during the 75 day spiritual blogging commitment, … Continue reading
A heavy-hearted moment is upon me. This moment has been coming for years and years and years. It is time. Time to throw away my cherished childhood friend. She that accompanied me through crushes, pimples and teenage angst. She that … Continue reading
Do you ever wake up on a Tuesday morning with an undefinable longing? It palpitates near the heart, perhaps, beating its insistence with a red drumbeat whispering, “Please, please, please.” Of course a mere human can’t figure out what longing … Continue reading
We’re having another poofadillo right now. You know about poofadillos, don’t you? It’s when unexpected thunderstorms bear down. Poofadillos come from nowhere. One minute it’s sunny; the next minute rain and wind. I coined the term “poofadillo” last spring. “What’s … Continue reading
What a bloggy blast this week! It’s been so fun–so very much fun–attempting to limit posts to 200 words. It’s the greatest game!
Barry and his friend, John, and Kiah are out fishing today on Lake Superior this afternoon. I think Dad really wanted to take his daughter on a fishing trip before she heads back to NYC next week. Even though it’s … Continue reading