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Day 11: Embracing the Seasons

I’m scared to death of winter. Winter in Minnesota is hard — anybody who lives here will tell you that. Six months from the first snow to the last, face-numbing cold, day after day after day of grey skies. Winter is hard, but the summers make up for it. It’s just part of the deal.…

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Ghosts in the City

I used to be a photographer. Then somewhere along the way I stuck my camera in an old backpack and let it gather dust for a few years.  But a snowy night in March seemed like the right time to open it up again, to capture the ghosts in the city.

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Into the Winter

“…but the summers make up for it.” That’s what the people from Minnesota always said, when I complained about the long, cold winters. The summers make up for it.  And I laughed at them as I packed my bags and boxes and headed south. Didn’t they realize that there were places where the summers didn’t…

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So Help Me God (Almost a Poem)

Ernest Hemmingway once said, “There’s nothing to writing…. all you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed.” I think he might have been onto something. Words bleeding into life, snow bleeding into hope, day bleeding into night then back into day again. God said that life and blood are inseparably linked, which might…

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