Jeremy Larson 
This morning in Duluth I opened the back door just a crack to see what kind of day we were dealing with. That’s how I do it in December. You don’t swing the door wide like it’s July, because winter will remind you who’s in charge. The air had that dry, sharp cold, and there … Read more
This morning I was sitting at my kitchen table in Duluth with a cup of coffee and a slice of toast, just taking my time the way I do now. The light was slow coming in—December does that up here. It’s not like summer where the sun pops up early and acts like it owns … Read more
This morning I opened the back door with my coffee in one hand and my other hand on the knob, just taking a second before I let the cold in. That’s something I do more in winter. In Duluth, you learn pretty quick that a door isn’t just a door in December—it’s a decision. The … Read more
This morning I stood at my back door in Duluth with my coffee warming my hands, and I just watched the world for a minute before I stepped outside. The porch boards had that winter creak to them, and the air had that clean bite you get when the wind comes off Lake Superior. I … Read more
A Cold Morning on the Porch That Got Me Thinking One winter morning here in Duluth, I stepped out onto my little back porch with a mug of coffee and that familiar sense of bracing myself for the cold. You probably know the feeling. The air hits your face first, sharp and clean, and you … Read more
A Winter Morning by the Kitchen Window Here in Duluth The other morning I was standing by my kitchen window here in Duluth, hands wrapped around a mug of coffee, just watching the sky slowly lighten. This time of year the sun takes its time getting up, kind of like the rest of us older … Read more