SoCS: Another Left Turn

The way I travel to work is filled with lines and blue skies and an airport fence. It’s straightness follows a curve, a detoured right turn, a left turn, then up a hill. Past houses both small and hugely expensive, past groves of green and yellow trees, past a trail crossing. Another left turn. Driveways on the left, a narrow road, the foliage of green weighs heavy on a barrier fence. Almost there and then I stop. The light isRead more

Jell-O with an L

When I was very young, I had a hard time saying yellow. It came out as “Lell-O.” Jell-O with an L. Hello with an L. I have vague memories of the Lell-O, but the correct pronunciation eventually made its way out of my mouth and all was right in the world. Yellow was yellow again. Yellow is not my favorite color and it’s not due to the long-ago missing Y. It’s simply a matter of preferring jewel tones and blackRead 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: Old Man Aggressive

He hides in the shadow of summer Snarls with his upper lip Waits ready, anxious to pounce with Canadian cold Hostility chases away retreating geese Gives shivers to a fading tan Takes aggressive to the edge as if he were a hungry lion Old man bitterly bites a cheek or two Whirls across smooth black tar Leaves his signature of white and never wants to leave He punches spring in the gut Sends warmth to the ground Adheres himself withRead more

Seized with Happiness

“The moments of happiness we enjoy take us by surprise.” “It is not that we seize them, but that they seize us.” ~Ashley Montagu~ On the first Sunday in September, neighbor Deb and I seized happiness with a bike ride around the city of Stevens Point, WI. The Green Circle trail consists of a 27-mile loop of red granite, boardwalk, and paved trail; on city streets (mostly the quiet ones); along rivers and across bridges; through forests of heaven-reaching trees andRead more

Spring Buds

A tree may be lovelier than a poem, but it is nothing without its spring buds. The buds that bring life to the earth after a long winter. The buds that shout, “Hello! It’s time!” Time for beguiling beauty. Time for the richness of color. Time for Mother Earth to bless us with renewal. This past week, as I spent time walking on two different trails, I took note of the buds. Buds on the trees, buds on the bushes, budsRead more

One-Liner Wednesday: It’s Nice

“It’s so nice out today, I think I’ll leave it out.” ~Natasha’s brother~ With the exception of a short rain event on Monday, that was the existence of the weather this past Saturday through Tuesday – sunny, blue skies, temps in the 70’s. Beautiful. It prompted Natasha to spout one of the many one-liners she inherited from her family, and it prompted me to go for walks and a round-trip bike ride from home to work and back again. I wishRead more

The Sparse of a Farm

Daily Post Photo Challenge: This week, get inspired by the many connotations of the word “spare.” Earlier in May, when trees were still in “spring green” mode, I went for a walk on the Friendship Trail during lunch. This day, I drove to the gas station that’s a mile away, parked, and walked a different section of the trail in order to be surrounded  by different scenery. Along the way, I found a patch of sparse, courtesy of a localRead more

My Drug of Choice

It’s not what you’re thinking. I have a difficult time tolerating certain prescription medications and over-the-counter cold medications. Many induce wooziness and nausea. Therefore, there is no wanton desire for illegal substances that would only torment and terrorize an otherwise healthy well-being. No, that stuff is not for me. This, girls and boys, is the drug of choice. It never makes me queasy, gives me a headache, or makes me throw up in the grass outside the apartment (that is forRead more

Half and Half Bike Ride

In response to this week’s photo challenge, Half and Half, I present photos from a Wednesday afternoon bike ride on the Wiouwash trail. Blue skies, temps around 75F, and split images made it a perfect 14-mile adventure. Click on the Half and Half link at the beginning of this post to peruse the bevy of talented photographers and their interpretation of this challenge.Read more

April’s Buds & Brown Bits

Two weeks past, I went for a walk amidst the brown of early April. Grass seized the only color, peeking its newborn green out of a former blanket the color of straw. Trees held the first offering of spring buds, waiting to burst into naïve, pale leaves. The creek crept contentedly past a thicket of brown bits along its bank, and under the speeding wheels of a four-lane highway. Destination unknown. The path of April’s newness begins with shades ofRead more

Gray Day

The autumn colors are at or past peak. The trees are loosing their leaves. Today, the sky claimed puffy gray and a foreboding, breathy gray fell off one’s lips. Although the golds and reds remained cheery, the cackling geese betrayed the coming of November.Read more