ON A WINTER’S NIGHT, sometimes it is good to drift back to summer. The setting of the sun, the rising of the moon; the call of a loon, the echo of a frog chorus from across the water. I tried to capture the feelings of such an evening in a little piece called ‘Namakan Nights,’ inspired by the beauty of
EVERY SUMMER these two friends begin their game anew. Surrounded by Kathy’s ferns, they ponder the mysteries of the perfect move, untroubled by the doubts, troubles, and anxieties of the Big World. Their world is large enough. The ferns have never been removed to make room for more ‘yard’, more grass, more flowers. Their graceful beauty, so near the cabin,
ON THIS BEAUTIFUL late summer morning at the Church O The Pines, I am off to lead one more Road Scholar trip in the North Woods. I love both—the tall, sweet-scented forest of home, and the vast wildlands on the cusp of the Canadian Shield. And I am very fortunate to be able to share that love. So, a few
IT IS AUGUST and Fall appears on the horizon. A good time for a reminder about our upcoming ‘Writers in the Woods’ Workshop, October 8-11. We’re looking to fill out the last few spots! A follow-up to last year’s delightful gathering (people are still staying in touch) which featured a warmth and camaraderie that was lovely and empowering, this is