Peace. Quiet. Nature. Reading. Writing. That was my wish for today, and it happened at Straight Lake State Park. As a newer park, it seems relatively unknown and is relatively undeveloped. Miles of trails, plenty of wetlands, swarms of dragonflies, trillions of trilliums, a deer, a beaver dam, a little snake. After hiking for three hours, stopping occasionally to read and rehydrate and pick woodticks out of my shoelaces, I sat myself at the park’s only picnic table, soaked in the view of the lake, and wrote for an hour or so. Mental refreshment.Thank you, Laura, for the recommendation. Thank you, Kevin, for the day off.
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