Isn’t there always a day when we can feel the waning of summer and the onrush of the fall? Summer joys become even more sweet as we move inevitably along. What were your summer joys this year? Among mine, while traveling in northern Michigan: Joyous unbridled teens...
Midsummer in the north is full of deep pleasures and abundance. The flowers seem to be in a hurry, leaping toward perfection. The earth has to hasten into the season before the cooling and quieting of the fall, so everything grows with riotous abandon. In the...
One of the signature aspects of the pandemic for me has been a profound sense of confinement, which may be why I’ve found such pleasure this summer in modest solo road trips. The Midwest world is beautiful, even though driving solo at 65 mph allows only brief...
