No Longer a Sign…

“She turned to the sunlight     And shook her yellow head, And whispered to her neighbor:     Winter is dead.” –A.A.Milne, “When We Were Very Young” Happy Spring to the Northern Hemisphere. Wonderful Autumn to the Southern Hemisphere. Blessed warmth to those who don’t feel the difference. This post has been brought to you by March 20, 2019, and Linda Hill’s One-Liner Wednesday. If you are wondering what One-Liner Wednesday is all about, CLICK HERE. Linda G. Hill is theRead 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

A Snowy Perspective

A Facebook friend commented on Saturday: “Dear Mother Nature, hey girl, let’s talk. It’s this whole snowing in April thing. Is there something else going on or troubling you? Is it Father Time again and his ever insistent marching on? Listen sweetie, I get he can be stubborn, but please don’t take it out on me or the state of Wisconsin. I love you through every season and change, you know that. So, can we go back to clear andRead more

In the Bleak Late Fall

In the bleak late fall, warmish wind made moan,  Earth stood spongey black mud, water drips from stone;  Rain had fallen, rain on rain, rain on rain,  In the bleak late fall, snow is gone.  I don’t believe there will be a white Christmas in Wisconsin this year. The forecast is not promising. If the rain of yesterday and today had been snow, we would be buried in a blanket of white. If the warmth of these days had beenRead more