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Shoulda Coulda Woulda

7 Aug

Foggy Morning -1

Ever have regrets? Yes? Let me share a secret with you….so have I. So have millions, if not billions, of others. Few are those who have never had a regret.

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31 Jul

Stony Point Fishing Shack-1

Up on the North Shore of MN, there exists a couple of fishing shacks. I wish I could tell you more about the history of them. All I could find in my research online is that they were part of someone’s fishing operation. Whether commercial or private, I don’t know. I’d love to know more about them. I suspect the locals probably know the history. I intend to find out that history.

This shack, based on my research of photographs of that particular area, is the less photographed of the two. <!–more click here to keep reading– >It is a rather hidden structure even as it sits at the front part of a grove of trees and only a hundred feet or so from the other, more known and photographed, fishing shack. On that day, I was drawn to this shack that seems resigned to be “second nature” alongside its sibling.

As I walked by and around it, I beheld the work of nature upon this humble shack – the weathered look the years had carved upon it.

Stony Point Fishing Shack 2-1

As I came to and stopped at the door, my eyes slowly scanned the frame around the door and the surrounding wood cojoined to encapsulate the skeletal frame of the structure. I soaked in the rough-hewn wood, the knots, the grain, the “veins” of the wood. Such beauty. Such unrefined artistry. Such character.

Character. Character seems, to me, to be something that is earned. Something that is fostered, shaped and molded. It speaks of an ongoing active pursuit. Character is a result of years of being “weathered”. It is not always a refined process; in fact, quite often, is very messy. However, I do believe there is a controlling aspect in the evolving stages of our character. Unlike the shack above which is at the mercy of what nature throws at her, we do have the power to steer the course of our character development.

Do you like what you see in yourself? Sometimes I do. Sometimes I don’t. I can’t help but think of the words of Paul in the Bible – indulge me for a moment to let me share my own personal beliefs. He says, “…I obviously need help! I realize that I don’t have what it takes. I can will it, but I can’t do it. I decide to do good, but I don’t really do it; I decide not to do bad, but then I do it anyway…I’ve tried everything and nothing helps. I’m at the end of my rope. Is there no one who can do anything for me? Isn’t that the real question? The answer, thank God, is that Jesus Christ can and does…”

There is a plethora of good characters we could endeavor to promote. Character building is never easy though it is always rewarding. For instance, I can do better at treasuring my wife. Do I really need to always be right with my wife even if I am right? 😉Fortunately I can kid like that about my wife….I think…🙄.

What about our friends? I love the phrasing of this saying, “Hatred starts fights, but love pulls a quilt over the bickering.” I’m not saying we, as friends or spouses or whatever the relationship, should just sweep it under the rug. I am saying consider whether you need to say it, what you need to say, when you need to say it and how you should say it. 

Character can be beautiful. Character can also be ugly. Take inventory of what are your strong and weak characters. Want to be bold? Ask your spouse and/or friends to list your character strengths and weaknesses. Then continue life’s journey. Continue to promote those choices that will “ingrain” deeply the strong/positive characters. Make the change needed to not just address but obliterate the weak/negative characters. It’s not easy but it is rewarding.

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Stony Point Fishing Shack

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Sometimes It’s A Stumble In The Park

26 Jun

Sherburne National Wildlife Refuge Buck Lake-1

Jiminy Crickets! Whadda’ evening!

I was on my way to Sherburne National Wildlife Refuge in Sherburne County last Saturday evening.

Sherburne National Wildlife Refuge

Now….I don’t have the greatest capacity for long-term memories but for some reason I remembered the last time I was in that refuge. Years ago, my wife, sister, mother and I went to one of the trails there called Mahnomen Trail. A chuckle or three (and I confess – soon followed by laughter) started to rise out of my throat as I reminisced our short visit there.

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Memories On French Hills Farm

7 Jun

Memories On The Farm-1

Piece by piece, sometimes in bulk groupings, items were sold off at an auction on a farm. I talked to the daughter of the deceased who was selling the farm. She seemed to me a person strong and gentle at the same time in her character. But there were hints of sadness emanating Click here to keep reading

In The Wee Small Hours

20 May

Star Trails At The Tombolo-1

“In the wee small hours of the morning, while the whole wide world is fast asleep..”                                                                             In The Wee Small Hours Of The Morning/Music by David Mann/Lyrics by Bob Hilliard

I’m a loner.

Don’t get me wrong…I like people. I love hanging with friends. I love those we are privileged to call more than a friend.

For instance, my wife is more than a friend. While I’ve been called many things by my wife that are not flattering and of my own doing, she calls me more than a friend. I’ve not had many over my years on this earth but I have had a few friends that “stick closer than a brother” as the writer of Proverbs talks about. Hopefully you have that kind of a friend. We all need them.

But…I’m also a loner. I like being alone. Partly, it is ingrained from my father. He was a people person but he prized his times alone as well. I can imagine him saying, “solitude is a restorative for the soul”. Partly, it is the result of my years growing up. Chubby, glasses, a hearing loss and speech impediment garnered me more than a few bullies and not very many friends within the four walls known as school. Partly, it is just who I am.

Some of us are wired to be around people, perhaps all the time. Not so for me. I’m wired with a need to withdraw from the human populace at various times…at least as much as I can. With all our technology today, it’s difficult to truly be alone. Technology is amazing and I embrace it fully. But it comes with a cost. How much of a cost depends on how addicted we are to our technology.

The lyrics above came to mind as I was captioning this featured image evoking tranquility in the loneliness. The song is a standard for loneliness and introspection among other things. Behind the scenes of this image, I stood alone and an introspective figure on the shore of Lake Superior. Nothing clamored for my attention as I looked up into the infinite vastness of the stars. My mind simply took in the view and marveled. The rhythmic dance of the waves hitting the rocks was the only sound I heard. The wind blew steadily and with a slight chill. I zipped up my jacket, pulled my hood up and counted myself blessed. Blessed with people in my life. Blessed to be alone in the wee small hours of the morning while the world slept.

Comments/thoughts are always welcome. Feel free to post below in the comments section. Thanks for allowing me to share with you  “images from a quiet world”.

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In The Wee Small Hours Of The Morning


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