Sweet Home Minnesota

My husband and I banter about what makes a place home. For him, it's the moan of the mourning dove. For me, it's call of the common loon. In our neck of the woods, we're blessed with both.


Tonight as our son
fished off the pier
of a local public landing,

I sat on a bench looking out across the lake framed by distant clouds and listened to the tremolo our our state bird.



Sweet Home Minnesota.