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The Big Think

by Zinta Aistars







I could feel it coming on. The Big Think.

It was time. After weeks, months, of swirl, of dizzying indecision, or decision made and then unmade, of making a commitment and signing my name on the bottom line, only to have the other party fail to meet the deadline. Offers, counter offers, more counter offers, inspections, appraisals, addendums ...

I kept handing the seller of The House rope to hang me and he kept dropping it.

Universe, are you trying to tell me something? Could th...

Turning Out the Lights, Turning Them On Again

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[image error] As I sit on the deck of the old house on a radiant Sunday morning, as I have sat so many times over so many years, my faithful old pup curled at my feet and chewing on a twig, I contemplate those years, those mornings, those evenings, the familiar song of birds in familiar trees.

My black calico Jiggy circles and circles and makes a comma of herself on the deck boards, raising one black leg straight up toward the sky in salute. She settles in for her morning sun bath.

I may or ...

Jitters at the Threshold

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[image error] What might make that house a home? That one on which I am closing in on with a closing date in a matter of a couple weeks or so. At this point, it can all go swimming down the Rogue River. These are days of paperwork, of looking over finances and considering best options, nailing down choice interest rates and final negotiations. These are days of home inspections and appraisals. Anything, I realize, could still go awry and the whole prospect of someday holding the key to the ...

Z House

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[image error] Back and forth we go, in our dance of offers and counter offers. I toss in mine. It is ignored, expires, then a feeble counter offer made. Pshaw. I walk. I ride north, in fact, to that cool wilderness, Michigan's Upper Peninsula, that I hold so close to my heart. My final goal is there, has been for as long as I remember. I don't lose focus.

I chose this house in its pine forest for its seclusion, its oasis qualities, place away. I also chose it for its modesty. I must plan car...

Keweenaw Sunrise

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Morning on Keweenaw Bay, Upper Peninsula, Michigan ...















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Up to UP

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I wake to the soft shush of Lake Superior waves just south of the Keweenaw Peninsula in Michigan's Upper Peninsula. This is one of my favorite places of all places, northern wilderness and small towns where I lived and worked years ago, too long ago. I come back at least once a year, more if possible, to reconnect, and now I return to continue my search for a little piece of the Keweenaw for myself.

The last few weeks back home in southwest Michigan had been a swirl of looking ...

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