SoCS: Breathing Seasons

Breathe in Breathe out Lungs cauterized by winter’s frozen retort Stark trees bare their darkened soul Breathe in Breathe out Lungs refreshed by spring’s unprocessed reply White birch bare their newborn green Breathe in Breathe out Lungs parched by summer’s brazen song Limbs bare their sultry, layered bark Breathe in Breathe out Lungs clear and crisp by autumn’s chameleon chatter Leaves bare their red and golden hues Breathe in Breathe out Lungs expand and collapse by pages on the calendarRead more

Benched Contemplation

“Seated here in contemplations lost, my thought discovers vaster space beyond, supernal silence and unfathomed peace.”  ~Giacomo Leopardi~ The brother was home this past weekend. While we always find a craft beer or two during a visit, those visits always come with walking. Walking a county or state trail, walking downtown Appleton after a meal, walking in brewery tour, or walking through botanical gardens. (Someone has a hard time sitting for too long.) This past Saturday, we made the driveRead more

What You Want

“You can’t always get what you want But if you try sometimes you might find You get what you need” ~The Rolling Stones~ We don’t always get what we want on vacation; however, vacation is something we all need. Wouldn’t you agree? (Crazy workaholics need not answer) For example, one may not get sweaty hot weather… But blue skies and a view is what is needed most. One may not see the perfect, cloudless sunset… But who can argue withRead more

Gone

Gone are the flowers of summer. Burgundy, pink and white. They lived forever, it seems. Through rain and blazing sun bright. Gone are the hues of precious petals. The colors that swathed the porch. They lived forever, it seems. And held nature’s beautiful torch. Gone are the leaves that climbed and spread. The vine as it followed its trail. They could have lived forever, it seems. Impatiens under the guise of frail. Gone are the flowers, into an empty field.Read more

Dog Days & Band-Aids

“The first week of August hangs at the very top of the summer, the top of the live-long year, like the highest seat of a Ferris wheel when it pauses in its turning. “The weeks that come before are only a climb from balmy spring, and those that follow a drop to the chill of autumn, but the first week of August is motionless, and hot. “It is curiously silent, too, with blank white dawns and glaring noons, and sunsetsRead more

The Market of Smiles

Saturday, June 17th, was the first installment of Appleton’s outdoor Farmer’s Market. Over 150 musicians, sponsors and vendors selling fresh produce, meat, cheese, baked goods, clothing, arts and crafts, and more. This is the market’s 25th year on College Avenue, extending four blocks, and including half a side street and Houdini Plaza. From the Farmer’s Market Coalition: “Over the years, the market has evolved from a parking lot space of 30+ vendors to moving onto our newly renovated College AvenueRead more

Home of the Sun Worshipper

Weekly Photo Challenge: This week, show us where your heart is. It’s very interesting that The Daily Post chose the topic of “local” this week and especially today. I took Friday off from work and have spent most of it in my hometown of Waupaca – reliving my youth, finding roots and doing a little local shopping. The picture for this challenge was taken at the beach on Shadow Lake, where I spent the majority of Wisconsin summers growing up, overRead more

Wishes from a Bridge

I wish that you had been here with me upon my wooden slats to smell the remnants of summer air before the temperature crashed I wish you had heard the crunch of the dried leaves upon my boards to see them scatter just a bit in unspoken, leafy words I wish you had heard the sounds of geese flying overhead their honks of joy going south to make their winter’s bed I wish that you had walked my path the sameRead more

A Time of Change

And so it goes this time of year, when September rolls around. Plant life doesn’t look quite as good as it did in July. Vegetation and humans are marching toward a new season, a new time. It’s a time for dark red leaves and white berries and wondering how many days are left for a spin on the trail. It’s time for the last vestiges of trail-side flowering, and for the sun to sink a little deeper than it did atRead more