A Log of Pristine Places
Here is Omaha Beach on the north coast of Normandy, on this day a lonely and cold and empty place. I am standing there reflecting on what my dad, a very young GI, might have seen as he approached this shore from England in 1944. (Photo by Paulette.)
Bitterroot and bergamot are wildflowers native to my two homes, Montana and Wisconsin. In this blog, I'm sharing some places I find magical. Heart-places in Montana and Wisconsin show up randomly here, as well as other spots that have charmed me. These and other pristine places nourish the spirit; we must preserve them. More on this perspective here and here. To explore more "pristine places," check the archives under the photo strip just below.
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