6 Mile

7 thoughts on “6 Mile”

  1. I have loved living in places where everybody waves when they drive past, although the first few times I experienced it I wondered who I was being mistaken for.

    I prefer “doughnut” because I love the idea of a big, sugary nut of dough, and the short spelling seems boring in comparison.

    I love going back home, and it’s harder to leave every time.

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  2. We have been wandering around the foothills of the Adirondacks in College Writing, thanks to Rainlight. This place is as entrancing in fiction as it is in fact.

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  3. Beautiful post and photos. This post brought tears to my eyes. So many sweet and real moments documented. I also love that there are Amish donuts available, and I think I am going to have to seek these out. I have a love of the Amish from my childhood in Ohio… but I never saw them selling donuts!

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  4. Nicole, I wonder if the Amish you grew up with are now selling donuts. I think it’s a pretty recent thing. When I wrote this I pictured one of your posts which featured photos of you with your parents. (Love that.)

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  5. As I age, the fonder I become of that place I once called home, the southwestern Minnesota prairie. Like you, each time I return now, I find it harder to leave.

    Your feelings and observations expressed in this moving post resonate with me. Thank you for reminding me just how much I remain rooted in my native prairie.

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