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…
Turtle Lake Darkened pool swallows the day above, reflecting a cloud raven that hangs above camp, poised like a dove. Tent rises.
Lost in the Woods I wanted to write you a song, one they play on the radio, with a bass line that brings the chorus low and causes everyone to…