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Sunday, June 17, 2007

Madeline Island

Through the North Woods. Populated by pines tipped with new spring growth. Light accents on the boughs. A late afternoon garage sale stop. They've put up a sign. Everything free. I take a couple of shirts, a kitchen towel–things to use while camping. My prize is a small electric rock tumbler. I've always wanted one even though I don't know how to use it. A ferry to Madeline Island. One of the Apostle Islands in Lake Superior. I hang over the rail. Trying to see more.

A morning hike on Madeline. In the rain. I watch a single drip, drip, drip from the center of my cap's brim just beyond the tip of my nose. Lake Superior slaps the rocks to my right. I look down. The natural direction to look when walking in the rain is down. At the path. Pebbles. Puddles. Plants moving in the rain.

Peeling off my clothes for drier, warmer ones, I take shelter in the screenhouse. Before long, that too is cold and wet. I splash through the brown puddles to scribble a blog post on the page of a magazine in the car. And later sit outside the island's public library to connect to their wireless.

9 Comments:

Blogger meno said...

I love a walk in the rain.

I used to have a rock tumbler that my grandmother gave me. I loved to sift those polished rocks through my fingers. Tactile.

10:28 PM  
Blogger Popeye said...

(I'll take an island. Any would do.)

6:02 AM  
Blogger St. Dickeybird said...

Now I wanna go up there!

7:09 AM  
Blogger thailandchani said...

Sounds wonderful to me!


Peace,

~Chani

9:07 AM  
Blogger Maggie said...

My grandfather had a rock tumbler. I remember he would give us rocks every time we visited and they were so beautiful and cool and smooth. I thought they were treasure.

9:29 AM  
Blogger Gordo The Geek said...

I asked for a rock tumbler for Christmas for years as a kid and never got one. You can imagine my feelings when my parents gave my eldest one for Christmas a couple of years ago. We've had a great time with it ever since ... You have to find a reasonably soundproof room to run it, though. A month of listening to the tumbling, grinding could drive one mad.

10:22 AM  
Blogger Jeremiah said...

I love rock tumblers too. When I was 8, I used to have one going constantly. The rumble of the engine and the crunching of the rocks inside used to soothe me.

12:07 PM  
Blogger QT said...

It sounds like a great start to a vacation - hiking in the rain can be fun.

4:57 PM  
Blogger kat said...

I second thailandchani's motion - everything you write sounds wonderful!

6:17 PM  

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