I Saw a James, a Simon, a Bunch of Andrews, Johns, Philips, Thomases, Matthews, Maybe a Bartholomew but Definitely Not a Labbaeus or a Judas

The Apostle Islands National Park is about an hour-and-a-half from Duluth. Every now and then, we have cause to drive that direction or swing over to the neighboring town of Bayfield. However, the other day, we aimed the car directly towards the park, on purpose. We decided to join the stampede and visit the ice… Continue reading I Saw a James, a Simon, a Bunch of Andrews, Johns, Philips, Thomases, Matthews, Maybe a Bartholomew but Definitely Not a Labbaeus or a Judas

Cooling Our Jets

“Cooling Our Jets” In my last post, I pretty much took the piss out of winter–and February especially. Time for true confessions: I actually adore winter. It is one of my three favorite seasons, in fact. And when a winter overflows with snow, it makes the cut for Top Two. But, damn, when there’s no… Continue reading Cooling Our Jets