Thursday, January 12, 2006
Mother and daughter
Two folk very dear to me were enveloped in last light as we walked together in the Wisconsin dusk. The crunch of the snow, the bracing air, and the light on the lake made for a fine excursion.
A Log of Pristine Places
Two folk very dear to me were enveloped in last light as we walked together in the Wisconsin dusk. The crunch of the snow, the bracing air, and the light on the lake made for a fine excursion.
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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