Gather 'round…
It's been soggy here in the Nexus. Which is good, because we've had a painfully dry spring. You just shouldn't see the grass browning in May. What with our new Pacific Northwest climate, things have been greening up nicely. Em's perennial beds are full to bursting The first iris even blew its top Grr You... Continue Reading →
The fleet of Hondas is expanding. They're kind of taking over the homestead. Back in 2018, when the newly minted adult Rachel was in the market for her first car, she wanted a manual, and then she wanted to learn to drive said manual. We searched and searched, she and I, and happened upon a... Continue Reading →
So anyway, back to that Boundary Waters trip… Most notable, with the exception of the mutilated lip, was the marked absence of mosquitoes. I dunno if y’all have spent any time up there, but if you have, at least in the summer, you might note how remarkable that statement is. In point of fact, our... Continue Reading →
Boundary Waters 2020 Put-In is less than 3 weeks away. It'll be a small party this year, the hubs and I and the youngest two goombahs, Will and Sarah. We'll mostly be covering territory we've traveled before. Nothing overly exciting. I won't even try to express how much I'm looking forward to it. What with... Continue Reading →
We’re headed to the North Shore tomorrow. To our beloved Gooseberry. Life’s thrown some sucker punches our way this year, and the enthusiasm is tempered, but still, deep down, it is there: the primordial pull towards the mighty Gitchi Gummi. I’ve got a plethora of reasons that this trip will inevitably be bittersweet, but also... Continue Reading →
There is a tent set up in my yard. It is raining. The rain fly is laid out on the ground next to the tent, and the tent is holding probably thirty-two gallons of water, the current rainfall doubling the volume already held when the tent was set up this morning. There are tarps strung... Continue Reading →
We should be camping right now. Soaking up the fresh air and relaxing in the cool waters. Watching the stars by firelight, both dancing to the rhythm of creation, tugging us along behind. Basking in the glow of new places and chocking them up in the annals of camping history. But we're not. We're at... Continue Reading →
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