Category Archives: Michigan

feeling the slow

I recently got to do a few miles on the Fred Meijer Heartland Trail. This time of year, it’s rather a lonely place, but I did spy shoe prints, bicycle tracks, and both dog and deer prints in the places … Continue reading

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on the Pere Marquette trail

Pere Marquette Rail Trail made for a lonely sojourn in the cooler temperatures this weekend. Lonely was just fine with me, allowing me to soak in the solace of nature and all the autumn beauty. It was a peaceful and soul-warming … Continue reading

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Woolly Bear on the move

You know Mother Nature is at work when you go to place your foot on the trail and there, poised unwittingly directly in the path of your oncoming sole, you find a Woolly Bear caterpillar inching its way along. The … Continue reading

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groove

The rain clears, and I am out the door. My feet carry me along the city streets. It’s a sleepy place this morning, but it’s still too much city for me. “The world is too much with us,” I hear … Continue reading

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you are here

Today, it’s raining. It’s one of those light, steady rains that’s not going away. Having recently reached an agreement with myself to get outside and walk or run every day, I pull on my windbreaker and head out. The river … Continue reading

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march eight two thousand one

We had named it long before we ever set eyes on it. To the boys it was a certainty; to me it was just a dream. Then, one day we drove by at 55 miles per hour. It was AW … Continue reading

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waves in the dark

I lay alone in this embracing bed, listening to the steady, relentless pacing of the waves. They come no matter what. Lake Michigan, deep and dark, mysterious and intimate, speaks to me beyond the safety of my gable room. In … Continue reading

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