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Of pussywillows and blessed rain

April 3, 2010

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It’s raining, thank goodness. In fact, it is pouring down like a sonofagun. Naturally I left some shoes outside, oh-well-oh-well, but at least we’ve staved off the serious threat of wildfires for a bit. I’m sorry for everyone who came up for the weekend expecting a continuation of the lovely summery weather we’ve been having.  Perhaps […]

Another fine mess

April 2, 2010

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I promised you a walk at dawn and then off I went without the camera, leaving you in the lurch. Ah well. Instead, here’s a photo from earlier in the week. Cladophora again. At least I’m pretty sure that’s what it is. I’ve asked for some expert advice on the matter, and will let you […]

March of the polar bear cubs

March 18, 2010

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Ryan Romeyn (he and Andrea own Providence Farm) was over at the market last night with his son Winter, filling up the gas tank, buying a few supplies, talking about the nice time they had sunbathing and swimming at Barnes Park.  Yes, it has been a beautiful day, I said, a lovely day for—wait, wait!  […]

Ice out on the Bay-sand and shale in

March 17, 2010

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The lake has been doing a little redecorating, shifting the sand around, uncovering lost worlds. I thought this looked exactly like the remains of a Roman road. Or perhaps Erickson Road, which was not built so well as a Roman road. It’s really bluegreen Ellsworth shale, layered, splitting, extending deep beneath the beach and far […]

Last ice on Torch Lake

March 15, 2010

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Early in the week the ice on Torch Lake shattered into tinkling shards over at the Day Park.  Babs Young and Chris Szejbach were there, capturing a swirl of jade here . . .    . . . glints of blood rubies, crystals, amethysts, tumbling in the sunlight, then vanishing. At Eastport, Katherine writes, The ice wasn’t gone from the north […]

Rolling into spring

March 11, 2010

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Yesterday morning we all had spring fever.  Down to the beach!  There is nothing so exhilarating to the northern soul as trotting out into the day without coat, hat, gloves, boots . . . . ah, freedom.  OK, it would have been better to wear boots.  Anyway, we were all off leash for an hour or […]