Most of my childhood was spent camping, fishing, swimming and canoeing on my father’s wooded land beside the pond, or on lumber land that was available for public use and being managed to maintain wildlife habitats. It is amazing how similar these places still look after 20 years while being selectively harvested for lumber and pulp and also used for outdoor recreation. It has been a wonderful week, with more paintings to emerge from the supplies tucked into my backpack.

There’s no place like home. I suppose I worked up an appetite for beans and franks, painting by the lake and spotting deer across the beaver bog. The kids and I plan to swim after lunch, even though the water is a little chillier than we are used to from the south (air 90*F and water about 78*F). Dad enjoys being a grandfather, and teaching them how to live more naturally, telling them embarrassing stories about when I was young.


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