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A forty-five minute wait at 4:30pm? Hmm, what does this tell me? 1. I have chosen a good eating establishment. 2. I have chosen to arrive too early or too late. 3. I have chosen to ignore the fact that I live in a tourist town. That’s it! Denial, in other words —or optimism, maybe; either one fits in this case. And either way, on this day it put me at the bar eating a plate of nachos prior to usher duty at Big Top. Not on the deck having dinner, not in a comfy booth; but at the bar — which is fine in fact — just not what I predicted nor looked forward to for an early dinner with a friend in Bayfield. Read more

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I must open with a correction. It is too late for the primary election; however, my readers should know for the November vote: You contact your municipal clerk for clarification on your voting status, not the clerk of courts as I stated in my last column. The League of Women Voters had a vot…

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 I was headed south on Highway 13 this week when I stopped to get gasoline at a place called the Bear Crossing in Glidden.

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Sitting in my little back porch, the one with the tall screens, I am outdoors but not outside. The outside is in, but the bugs and rain are out. It is the best of both worlds and includes a view of the woods; it is practically smack dab in the trees. It’s one of my favorite places to be and …

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It is good to see so many visitors to our beautiful Chequamegon Bay. The sparkling waters are so welcoming. We chatted with Mayor Gordy Ringberg and learned that in addition to the Abbey Road, Bayfield will soon have a new tall ship. If you are interested, contact him. The shops are humming.…

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It’s Summertime, and one tradition in the summertime is the summer vacation. Yes, we here on the peninsula live in our own little vacationland, but other lands await. Mountains, canyons, oceans, prairies. Places — the world is full of them. People, too; the world is full of them as well. The…

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Saturday, we decided to drive to Lake Vermilion near Ely, Minnesota to view some land near the shore. This is Mike’s memory lane, as he spent many days in a cabin that his father built on that lake. It is peaceful and holds special memories. This was heavily wooded land, so our hiking boots …

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My youngest son gave me a flower one day. Love in his shining blue eyes, little arm extended. “Here mommy!” he said, with a big-little-boy smile. Sounds simple, but it was no small effort. He plucked it from from a stand of tiger lilies in Bayfield’s Memorial Park (don’t tell City Hall). I s…

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There is a unique thrill wrapped within a trip abroad. The joy of meeting new people and sharing a peek into their values and customs, the fascination of new surroundings, and the satisfaction of being treated as you would treat a guest in your home. At the end of the adventure, there is als…

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“There she was… Madeline Island”. If you have teens in your house, you’ll be able to hum that new little tune from Owl City. You might not be able to get it out of your head. Be careful if someone offers to play it for you—fair warning. I hummed it all the way here on the ferry today, good o…

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There is a reason I write best outside in the early morning sunshine, or on a beach or a rock or a dock or on the side of a mountain trail, or in the woods. The key in all of these places can be summed up by the word “wild”. Author Barbara Kingsolver has told me recently, “Wildness puts us i…

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Take off your shorts, don’t wear shoes. Walk through the shallows of an inland lake. Walk in the warm water near the shore; near the overhanging trees, near the wildflowers arching and groping for the sun. Walk over round rocks, hard and slippery. Walk in sand, fine and billowy. Follow the h…

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Do you recall planning and packing for a “big trip”? There are details and dreams combined. It is tantalizing to predict what you will experience. One can dream about the adventure after attending to the many details. What will the Northern Lights look like in Iceland? Will we get to share s…

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There are seven definitions of the word “perspective” in Webster’s New World Dictionary. The ones we will use today are numbers three and four. Number 3: “the relationship or proportion of the parts of a whole, regarded from a particular standpoint or point in time” Number 4: “a specific poi…

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Some days I forget to water our gardens. Nature took care of that task last weekend, and I will not have to worry for quite a while. It is sweet to view the droplets on fresh blooms after a storm. We only hope the damage to our area was minimal in terms of roads and trees. Such is summer.

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Some people love the city: the downtown, the bright lights, the action. Some love the suburbs: the manicured lawns, the slick siding, the block parties. Some love house boats. Some love an adobe abode baking in the sunshine. Some love a stately brick home and some love their yurt or their RV.

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My art experience has previously been limited to watercolor classes with Doug Thomas. There I produced pieces I never thought I could do. He was a great and encouraging teacher. So, I decided I would tackle Jane Herrick's three-day Fiber Art Class.

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“Let’s redefine our after-school snacks” — that’s a headline I read recently. It was a very fact-laden article and very wise and very in-step with the smoothie culture in which we live, and very hip; I also daresay, very complicated, and therefore very overwhelming and very filled with “news…

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This rainy Friday afternoon, I spent hours creating a Graduation Cake (gourmet, none-the-less) for our grandson, Spencer, who will attend CSU (Colorado State University) in fall as a Business Major. He has played hockey since age four and received a scholarship there. He reports to us that “…

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In this place, we are together and under a canopy of blue, under a canopy of greens. Crows speak to us, and blue jays and geese converse. In this place, my daughter teaches me to sweep my hand at an eagle, not point. Here the children are the children of the sky and the earth and they and th…

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Life is blossoming. New plants and trees are appearing to bring us joy. The recent rain brought new life and beauty. At the same time, we lost a few who brought joy to our lives. John Kramolis was a true trooper. I recall him singing in the choir, even when he had to breathe with extra oxyge…

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She’s going. Her brothers have already gone; but now it’s her turn. She. Her. And I am a mama picking through pictures — just two allowed — to add to the slideshow in the High School gym. Just one of many slideshows seen by those walls, that floor, those clanking folding chairs. Just one of …

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Well, we finally planted our flowers, veggies, and gardens. We even planted two apple trees! I guess we were all a bit anxious after such unpredictable weather. Now that the Birding Festival is over, I personally wish for rain. Who else will water all those plants?

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That’s a question we ask ourselves every so often. We ask it literally and figuratively. Sometimes we’re lost, sometimes we’re just not there, yet; sometimes we’re right where we should be. Sometimes we’re in the middle of nowhere. Sometimes there’s a sign to tell us just where we are.

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Mother’s Day was a meaningful event. I returned Saturday to find a box of Racine Kringles from my daughter. I know how our friends love receiving Kringle from our hometown in Racine where all the Danish bakeries abide. Then the most gorgeous hanging basket arrived. At first, I thought it was…