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…
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…
On Friday afternoon the sun left Ely for more southern climes I guess. The clouds rolled in and the wind picked up. Shagawa Lake has become, over the years, the…
The sun coming in the window woke me with its warmth. The cats were curled up, one on top of the quilt, one underneath, effectively trapping me. I wanted to…
Poem: April Ice
April Ice Birch trees rise from the cliffs, tenuous in their grip on granite bluff and marginally layered soil, like teeth in a crooked, gapped and laughing smile. Against the…
Trip Journal: Day Hike on the Bass Lake Trail, April 6th, 2019 While the streets and sidewalks of downtown Ely are void of snow, there’s still snow cover in the…
Turtle Lake Darkened pool swallows the day above, reflecting a cloud raven that hangs above camp, poised like a dove. Tent rises.