Notes from the North Woods
Written by on June 12th, 2009 in Minnesota Lake Cabin.
Someone asked me at dinner “What time did you get up” and as I was trying to remember what time I woke up this morning, and kinda wondering why she was asking me that, my wife answered for me: “Noon.” So I’m thinking “Why does Amanda think I woke up at noon. As a matter of fact, at noon, we were just arriving at the cabin up here …. oh … ” …brain kicks in … “we got up here a noon. Got it.” At noon. We got Up. To The Lake. … It’s a Minnesota thing. Today I heard about a