Seven years ago today we were, as usual at this time of year, at our cabin in northern Minnesota. It had been a very lovely day, and our daughter Batty was there for a visit. As the day drew to a close, we went for an evening paddle in our new canoe (which we have brought with us to New Zealand). Although we are very grateful to be here, we are having very nostalgic thoughts of memories there.
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When/why did your daughter move to New Zealand?
She came around 13 years ago to stay, having been here before on a trip and having fallen in love with it, which we understood perfectly.
Beautiful scene, Gary. It is easy to see how it brings back so many memories, especially with the current crisis.
Dusk on the lake is so peaceful: The gentle swish and drip of the paddles, the reflections, and, of course, there were loons.
When looking at this photo with its serene sunset atmosphere, I can understand your nostalgic feelings about your distant Minnesota.
A large part of us is there, for sure, and always will be.
It looks as though there might have been someone astern both paddling and photographing — what a lovely, quiet image.
Great memory, Gary. So peaceful and lovely, I think we’d all like to be there.
A cabin in the northern woods is not everyone’s cup of tea, but I’m confident that most of you out there would really enjoy being there. Thanks, Steve.
Well, you know I certainly would.
Wonderful picture, my friend, and I very much understand the nostalgia. :)
I knew that you would, as much as you also love to go back to revisit fond memories of favorite bygone days.
A beautiful, most perfect capture and a wonderful memory to cherish.
And I certainly do. Going back exactly one year (or more) is like opening a treasured time capsule.
Wonderful photo! I imagine you must miss times like these.
We try very hard not to let it get us down, and it helps a great deal that all of the immediate family is here–and that general conditions are as good as they could possibly be. Yes, we miss that, but we are so grateful to be here and secure and among our most loved ones.