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

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