. . . look like an escape.
As summer begins its march toward fall, Tom and I like to escape up north every chance we can.
Here we are.
Somewhat isolated as we work remotely, trying to soak up every bit of summer we can.
This Monday, though, we're also trying to make sense of the times we live in, and struggling to comprehend the vermin in our midst (always there, but now unafraid to show their faces).
I think I'll head down to the lake now.
To watch the loon-baby learn to swim and fish.