There’s a heat wave hitting the Midwest, but so far here in Ely it has been cool and we’ve gotten about an inch or so more rain. Today is alternating…
Sometimes, if we are honest, and perhaps more often than not, who knows, we want to experience things on our own. For some of us, we actually want to answer…
I had always dreamed of living somewhere close to water. Close to lakes, to be precise because I grew up near the Rock River in Oregon, Illinois. Back home I…
What a difference a day makes. Yeah, we know, this is just a diary how the days are going up here while April turns its pages. If this weren’t happening…
A few days later and the recent snow is melted away. Of course the forecast hasn’t changed, today the rain is falling and deteriorating the determined piles of snow that…
It feels like Winter used to feel like in the Northwoods when it would hang about in Ely waiting in the wings, waiting to catch us off guard. We have…
Poem: Evening Meal Food for Thought
June 18, 2021
June 18, 2021
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By: boundarywaterscatalogblog
Poetry
poem, Tim Barton, tim stouffer
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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…
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…
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…