I took a long walk through the Superior National Forest on my way back from Nett Lake. The leaves were just beginning to bud and all those white and yellow spring flowers were still tucked under the forest soil, waiting to burst up. The woodpeckers were especially energetic.The sun was a bit pale but the breeze was sweet--spring had arrived.
I'd like to continue on with my best late-night prose but I won't. Or as our dear colleague Will Powers would say, "I shan't."
Because right now you should click this off, turn away from your computer, and get outside. Get outside, dammit.
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