Final row of the harvest.
Dad and I spent Thanksgiving at my sister Barbra’s place, where she topped off the meal with a delicious apricot soufflé.
A photograph I did not take, of a woman and two children hiking in the woods on a gorgeous autumn day.
The woman was walking with her head down, staring at her phone. The youngest child, maybe 6 years old, was desperately (and unsuccessfully) trying to get the woman’s attention. The oldest child, about 10 years old, walked quietly and seemed resolved to the fact that at this moment, the phone was the woman’s top priority.
Whether you’re on the shore or the bluffs, the views of Devil’s Lake in the fall can be amazing.