I’m six weeks out from a shoulder replacement, and because it’s limited my activity, I’ve had plenty of time on my hands for leisure pursuits, including reading. For most of my adulthood I’ve done most of my reading at night; there’s nothing like reading until I can’t keep my eyes open another second. Sadly, though, it often means I finish a few pages a night, so it takes ages to get through one book.
Scary. Reckless. Cruel. Illegal. Dangerous. Destroying our American democracy. We must work together to stop it. Speak out. Speak up.
Recently many members of the community at the end of county 70 in Hovland received letters from COOP L&P requesting easements to allow for installation of electrical lines and broadband service. The letters state that the COOP has received federal funds to expand broadband into remote areas and this area was on the list. The area in question has no full-time residents and is comprised of nothing but 3 season cabins. While I would expect and support broadband development where it is needed, I cannot fathom using federal $ to send power and fiber into an area that will see little if any use.
You're in Target, and your child asks you for a toy. You simply say, 'No, not today.' He tells you why, in a couple of words, he should have what he wants. You change your mind, relent, and get him the toy—were you wrong before?
For the non-local folk, this column has nothing to do with romance or faking romance except for the location’s possibilities.
In northern Minnesota, spring doesn’t truly arrive until May. Nevertheless I begin to feel excitement building in March for the warm months, flowers, and greenery ahead. The Dogwood contrasts a bright red against the white snow and brown earth. The Birch and Poplars begin to brighten their branch tips with light greens and yellows. These subtle shifts are difficult to notice immediately, but at some point the eyes catch the shift and you are left with hope for spring and awe at the process of the awakening of the earth.
It’s been cold. An engaged audience might ask: How cold was it? A type of punchline: It was so cold the ice was complaining about the temperature! The reality is more mundane. It was so cold they cancelled school. This has happened before. I grew up in Texas, a geography not known for cold temperatures. One winter day was so cold that they cancelled schools. They were concerned the HVAC wasn’t up to the job. No school administrator wants to take in warm bodied children and spit them out blue. It was 29 degrees Fahrenheit.
