Twenty-Four Days and a Wish

“If we had no winter, the spring would not be so pleasant.” — Anne Bradstreet Twenty-four more days until spring arrives in the northern hemisphere. On Tuesday, it was 45F (7C) in my part of Wisconsin, which required a walk in the neighborhood. The skies were a brilliant blue, the sun exuding warmth, and although there was a noticeable southwest breeze, it was warm enough to reject a neck gaiter and extra-warm gloves or mittens for the first time inRead more

Three of Everything

“So when you’re coldFrom the inside outAnd don’t know what to do,Remember love and friendship,And warmth will come to you.”― Stephen Cosgrove It’s cold outside. It’s been cold outside since last Friday, after our first major snowstorm of the winter. The 10-day forecast predicts a continuation of the cold: Highs in the single digits (F) with wind chills below zero. The sun and blue skies have been oh so pretty, but there’s no warmth to either one. Walking outside is currentlyRead more

#CBWC: Cold Walk, Hot Tea

This week’s entry for Cee’s Black and White Photo Challenge (CBWC) includes hot and cold things. Since I go for winter walks frequently during the week, I’ll start with cold. Join the fun of black and white photography by clicking on the link at the beginning of the post. Details and weekly themes can be found HERE.Read more

The Tracks of my Toes

Here I go in winter’s snow dancing to and fro telling my prints where to go I dig a hole to what’s below beyond the snow it excites me so But then I go because here it’s cold outside the window I’m not that bold The tracks of my toes will forever show I played with gusto then quit the show in winter’s snowRead 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

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

Firm Ground

“I prefer to be alive, so I’m cautious about taking risks.” ~Werner Herzog~ Sunday, when going for a late afternoon walk along Little Lake Butte des Morts, I came across several people ice fishing on what was left of winter’s frozen water. Have I told you that I’m not a fan of being out on the ice, either on foot or in a car? I think I became a bit phobic in my 20’s when in the back seat ofRead more

Winter Walk in the Flats

This past weekend was gorgeous, weather wise, for February in Wisconsin. Highs in the upper 30’s, close to 40F (4.4C). Blue skies. Glorious sun. Saturday was a perfect day for a winter walk in the Flats of Appleton, along the Fox River. People and their dogs and kids and one guy on his bicycle, relieving a bit of cabin fever. I’ll let the photos and descriptions do the talking. Click on any photo to enter the gallery and have anRead more

Grumbles and Yawns

Monday morning comes ’round on the whisper of fleeting darkness It spreads across the horizon in hues of navy and crimson or surrounded by the mist of winter’s fog New life, new breath New work week Monday never knows what joy or sadness or need of coffee it brings It simply is Accepted as a day to start over or cursed by the loss of the past two days Monday is both love and dread Smiles and frowns Monday followsRead more

New Month, New Year

“January is here, with eyes that keenly glow, A frost-mailed warrior striding a shadowy steed of snow.” –  Edgar Fawcett After several days of above-normal temps, along with sun, rain, and pea-soup fog, it has turned colder and snowed. It’s a fitting start to the month of January in the Northern Hemisphere.  Snow and cold are expected here in the heart of winter, but not necessarily desired unless you own skis or a snowmobile.  I desire a gentler winter, with lessRead more

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

SoCS: Lips and Gremlins

It’s been one of those weeks. Blipping tiring and frustrating. Mostly work related with a bit of messed-up weather. The Elevator Story I was out of town for a couple days this week, at a business meeting in Madison. One of my peers had been bemoaning the fact that “the gremlins” were after her all day Monday. Anything that could go wrong, went wrong. I sat next to her during the Tuesday portion of the meeting. At about 4:00 pm,Read more