Black and White Bench

This week’s entry for Cee’s Black and White Photo Challenge (CBWC) is any kind of seating. The following photos are from a 2014 camping trip with girlfriends and hike on the Ice Age Trail in northern Wisconsin. If you’d like to see the color version of the first photo and an accompanying poem, click HERE. From the Ice Age Trail Alliance: “More than 12,000 years ago, an immense flow of glacial ice sculpted a landscape of remarkable beauty across Wisconsin.Read more

Blue Skies, Wind and Stink

“In the vast emptiness of the blue, my soul rejoices listening to the soundless music of the wind.” ― Banani Ray I spent another afternoon last week at Heckrodt Preserve, getting in a daily walk and, as my mother used to say, “blowing the stink off.” I thought that always a strange thing to say since long walks tend to make me hot, sweaty and possibly stinky. I have found joy at Heckrodt on these sunshine, blue-sky days, taking in midRead more

Don’t Ask…

“If the path be beautiful, let us not ask where it leads.” ~Anatole France~ As I write this, I am looking out at an all-day rain and the end of what was an absolutely mouth-watering, life-giving, and rejuvenating stretch of weather in November. I spent four days of this stretch on the bike and when the wind was a little too much or time ran short, I went for a walk. The cordiality of the sun and smiling companion ofRead more

SoCS: An Addition to the Menu

This past week was a glorious addition to a fall biking menu. Rather than normal high temperatures in the upper 40’s to low 50’s F, we have been basking in the warmth of the 60’s and low 70’s. It is the weather I had hoped for in October. It’s been a blessing as the loveliness of the outdoors has kept my mind off the national election and on to more important matters: time on the nearby state bike trails. IRead more

With Freedom’s Light and Voice

My country, ‘ tis of thee,Sweet land of liberty, of thee I sing;Land where my fathers died,Land of the pilgrims’ pride,From every mountainside let freedom ring! It is election day in a democratic country. Of all days in the United States, it is one to reflect on our liberty and freedom. Given to us by our forefathers after a hard-fought battle, liberty and freedom of voice, choice, faith and the ability to live our lives in equality is a constitutionalRead more

In a Moment

In a moment I shall see the wholly beauty of thee the chartreuse forest sublime in a taunting seasonal rhyme In a moment I have laid down Horizontal lifeless brown Roots exposed to autumn air The forest sing-song in despair In a moment I stand tall Piney feathers never fall Limbs hold up a child dear An endless mission crystal clear In a moment winter will come My leaves fallen, done I’ll capture the warmth of sol Rue arrival ofRead more

Trails of Black and White

This week’s black and white photo challenge from Cee’s Photography calls for patterns in nature. Click HERE to join in this outdoor challenge. I find incredible beauty when I’m on a walking/bike trail; therefore, the photos are reflective of three local trails – the Wiouwash, Mountain Bay and Heckrodt Wetland Reserve. I hope you enjoy!Read more

Stop Touching Me!

“The snow doesn’t give a soft white damn whom it touches.” ~E.E. Cummings~ It snowed in Wisconsin on October 25th. Too damn early. Although it’s always a possibility, I prefer to wait until after Thanksgiving to witness the first snowfall. First snowfalls tend to be the prettiest, except when they come a month before anyone is ready and I’m not ready. Then again, it could be worse. Check out this post from Shelley at Quaint Revival. While she also livesRead more

When I Stop

When I stop in the middle of God I am present in the silence of the wind whispering an angel’s breath swirling in and out of crimson and golden maple I hear His creatures Whistling, chirping, rustling across branches on earth’s floor I feel His blessing Peace, tranquility I understand the grandeur of His beautiful, magnificent creation When I stop here in the middle two eyes well with gratitude for breath, life and two legs I give thanks stay silentRead more

SoCS: An Acceptable Medium

This past week has fallen in the middle. Somewhere between a sad low and peaceful, playful highs. In the medium category. This past Monday, my beloved fur baby and Queen of the castle, Ziva, crossed over the Rainbow Bridge. She had kidney failure of the kind that could not be fixed and I was not going to let her suffer. So, I let her go, sobbed my heart out, and began to fill the hole with pieces of fond memoriesRead more

#SoCS: Satisfaction in Motion

Satisfaction. Every time I ride. Anywhere I go. Paved trail, city street, gravel, in a cathedral of green. Location is everything and nothing. Biking is distraction from all that is perplexing and unanswered. An affirmation of God’s and Mother Nature’s presence on earth. It is never old. Never wrong. Never an action that embraces boredom. Always wanting for anticipation and elation. A devotion that cannot be denied. The days are leaning into autumn and becoming cooler. Shorter. Autumn is aRead more

In Truth or Fiction

What path is this? Does it head toward truth? Or remain shaded in fiction? Spirits, desire the straight and narrow of a wooded lane of earth, atmosphere, simple truth Truth that floats with conviction over darkness below giving virtuous cover to fiction Cross the bridge in honesty In knowledge, wisdom Throwing fantasy over rail’s side Fiction through lies forges mud Sucking reality into inky muck Tempting us to sink to its depth Truth is golden It has no agenda, noRead more