Sigurd Olson books about the North Country

IN ONE of his lovely books about the North Country, my old friend Sigurd Olson wrote about what he called the Ross Light. It is that brief period in the evening as the sun goes down, when everything is illuminated in a lambent glow, hints of amber and gold bringing a timeless warmth to any scene—but especially to North Woods

AFTER DAYS OF North Country scorchers

AFTER DAYS OF North Country scorchers it is a fine and pleasant thing to watch thunderheads building over Fawn Isalnd on Rainy Lake. An island is no safe wall against the craziness and troubles of the world. But it is a reminder that there is only so much we can control or influence. And thunderstorms billowing above are similar reminders.