In Leelanau, ... Mourning Had Broken







My father died on the last morning, of the last year, of the last decade.

And Leelanau - no longer the Land of Delight - appeared to mourn his passing.

The woods were dark and brooding.

The water was murky and still, with ice creeping in.

The dunes were shrouded in a thick, gray mist.

Everything good and beautiful, it seemed, had left this place.

The breeze, ... and the sun, ... and the water's blue - all gone ...

In search of the living.


Riposare In Pace, Papa.

Your Loving Son,
Chris




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