This week, with temperatures dipping near zero, I put my Minnesota-ness to the test. Continue reading You can get cold again
In 2020, regular days are worth celebrating — and why not celebrate with some easy homespun sushi? Continue reading MacGyvered sushi (recipe)
Living back in my home state, I’m listening for the greatest hits of the Minnesota vernacular. Continue reading Different
Born and raised a flatlander, I have always been awed by mountains, but sometimes they get in the way … Continue reading Joy No. 47
Is there a specific word for the joy we can feel when returning to a place that feels like — is — home? Continue reading Joy No. 46
While we grumbled about rain drenching our tent, our socks and everything else, the region we so recently left suffered smoke and superheated winds. I worry about my friends. I wonder about the tomatoes and zucchini ripening in our garden, the hanging pots of petunias. Our hearts and minds are split between old home and new, our attention on friends and family in both places. … Continue reading From landscapes to skyscapes
I did something new last Sunday: I shouted in church. No, I wasn’t slain in the spirit or anything like that—we’re Washington State Presbyterians (and grew up as Minnesota Lutherans). Sure, now and then someone will punctuate a point in the sermon with an “Amen!,” and a couple of women sometimes sing with their hands lifted high, but our senior pastor likes to joke that our … Continue reading Um! Yah! Yah!
I’ve called the Pacific Northwest home for nearly a decade, and yet its version of springtime still shocks me. I come from Minnesota, where spring follows sepia-toned winters, gray skies and brown landscapes that give way to white skies and white landscapes. Now and then these scenes are punctuated by periods of pure yellow sunshine that emanate from heavens of brilliant blue, turning ice-encrusted trees and snowdrifts into piles of diamonds. Western Washington winters … Continue reading Where spring throws off her shirt