On Tuesday, March 13, I walked down the bike path to Beaver Island State Park. It was the first time that I had been on the bike path since early in January, before the arctic air blew in for an extended stay.I had been hoping that I would have one more chance to explore my […]
I continued walking down the bike path. Some of it was still covered in snow. In the warm sunlight, the snow rapidly turned into mush. I stomped through puddles. The wind hit me on the left and on the right, and the water stirred in the puddles. I saw water bubbling out of its ice
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This caterpiller added color to a bleak background and offered hope of more color yet to come.
The naked trees of winter have a beauty of their own. Their beauty is in their shape. Some trees appear very geometrical, with their branches headed off in different directions. Other trees appear more rounded. The bumps and lumps and holes in the trunks are more noticeable now.
This is the pier at Beaver Island State Park, still clogged with ice. It was near this pier that I met a man who had ice fishing gear in his vehicle. He was ready to go on the ice. He took a large, pointed stick and poked at the ice to determine how solid it
Adams vs. Jefferson, by John Ferling, is an interesting book that took me all of about three days to read. It is about the hotly contested election of 1800 and the events that led up to it. Although the book is factual and historical, it is as exciting as a mystery.The two main characters in
This is little Hannah. She is the daughter of my friends Gabe and Kristen and the granddaughter of my friends Joe and Marie. Last summer, I crocheted a blanket to welcome her into the world.She didn’t really need the blanket during the summer, though. It was already toasty warm without a heavy purple and pink
