Evening meal. Up along the ridge,rising like the guard hairs on the backof a sleeping sentient dogstand the blackened bones against the setting sun.Underneath the forest, that hasnot forgotten the…
Take time to sit. It’s important. Summer’s official start is just a few days away. There are canoe trippers sitting in canoes, sitting at camp, sitting around the fire, sitting…
by Steve Piragis All my friends seemed a bit squeamish about early season ice conditions yesterday. It is early but the small lakes now have at least four inches of…
A Snapshot in November
There are times when things just fall together. Colors on a hardwood floor, patterns, like Autumn leaves jumbled into a harmony ordained from the moment they deserted the only home…
Boundary Waters Recipe by Tim Stouffer Halfway thru Julya dance on lily padssunset, three-quarter dark;comet sweepingover painted night.Wilderness breathing deep;cattails, loons and froglingssinging in the breeze.Nothing needsbut a paddle to…
Hello Canoe Trippers, From Ely Minnesota We get away most summers, Nancy and I, in August and September to the Quetico. Along with a bunch of day trips to the…
This is our home… Said the loon that your phone recorded, Said the black bear that swam across the lake, the wolf said as she howled to her pups over…
Beaver Dam The water on “my side” is down to a tricklefurtively crawling through the sticks and mud wall,up above, roughly four feet now, today;A flat pool stretches dark and…
By Tim Stouffer Pine cone crunch… is that a new Blizzard flavor? At the local D.Q. after a canoe trip, or the lego-like-walk to the latrine in the dark; hazarding…