Teaching #2: St. Paul Water

After a splendid long weekend on the North Shore, 50k of skiing, and 3 days of gorgeous scenery, Jessie and I both said one thing when we got back home tonight.  “Oh man, now that is good water.”  It is amazing to me how something so simple can be so strikingly different from our home in St. Paul, a friend’s house across the river in Minneapolis, and at the lodge on the North Shore of Lake Superior.

Water is water, right?  You add a little mineral to a can of Coke and no one knows the difference, but you add a little mineral to something so simple, and it is blatantly adultered.  Drinking water from the tap is something you know like the smell of your wife, or the feel of your own bed.  It is home, and there’s nothing like home.