Running into this beaver yesterday, in the most unlikely of places, reminds me of Duluth’s answer to Donald Trump: The entrepreneur/property mogul/recording artist quietly goes about his work, lunch pail in hand as blue collar as they come, with humility, grace, and generosity. His persevering spirit, paired with an innate urge to create and share … More Duluth’s Duluthiest Entrepreneur Embodies Artistic Success
Harvest day was too damp and cold for Shawna to pack adjacent to the walk-in cooler, forcing me to make a hundred+ back and forth trips. On each journey, hauling cut microgreens in large totes (back-and-forth three times for every stem), I paused to appreciate the tulips. Both coming and going. Before this, I hadn’t … More Simple Beauty Carries You
We sat across the table from perhaps the most stunningly attractive woman in the room. Campus Day organizers programmed virtually every minute of the day, so the four of us had just 10 minutes to eat and connect. I focused on protein. Thrisha’s father, an immigrant from India, reached out to us. Rapturously, I erupted … More A first swing home run.
Neither humans, nor animals, should be subjected to uniformity or standardization. My goal was to cleave it between the yolks… Chicken-keeping injects weirdness into your life. This is a rarely touted benefit. While combing through the final edit of my next book, drawing out extra words like so many nits, I’m awestruck by the role … More Vive la peculiar!
Behind the strip club, U-Haul and Budweiser trucks came together in a pincer formation. Relishing the challenge, our little red car slid through the gap with millimeters to spare. Making the parking lot, a semi had jackknifed itself into the loading dock. Deliveries to Canal Park are an adventure! Around every turn I had the … More Thank ya, big fellas!
“A hoarder is someone with an unusual ability to see beauty in the ordinary.” I heard Malcolm Gladwell say that during a harvest, and had to pause and write it down ( the Dragon Psychology 101 episode, which aired at the midpoint of 2020). Exactly two years and twenty days ago, I rescued these ancient … More Boots. A love story.
I swerved into the parking area at Gooseberry State Park as if the apocalypse had been set into motion. With bike dangling from the back of the car like some strange appendage, I raced into the visitor center like the fate of the world depended on it. In a way, it did. Following some moments … More Under the Dome. Encountering Stephen King outside Castle Danger on the Superior Hiking Trail.
That dart into Kwik Trip for the final indoor pee of the day sparked a sense of optimism. I dropped off a medium-sized load of microgreens at McQuade’s Pub and Grill next door, and was stoked to head up into the highlands to complete that last stretch of trail between Duluth and Two Harbors. If, … More How I turned a 10-mile stroll into a 24-mile odyssey through grit and jackassery.
This is a volunteer. I plant thousands of black oil sunflower seeds each week. Apparently one had a mind of its own, dropped through the cracks, and cast its future into the slipstream of fate. Washed downstream by some deluge, it took root right here, mere inches from the edge of all things. I spotted … More A Good Woman is Hard to Find
Each of us brought unique handicaps to the situation. Any of these, individually, might have derailed the hike to this mountain lake before it even began. I don’t believe either of us, by ourselves, could have completed this hike. Inscrutably, our individual impediments coalesced into collective success. Our goal was reached because of these weaknesses, … More Montana. The problem is the solution.