Category Nature

A Visit from the Sun

This is the time of year when the sun pays us a visit in the evenings. Some days, it looks like it’s standing boldly at the curve in the road, beaming like a neighbor; other times–as in this photo–it peeps coquettishly through the branches. Either way, I welcome my neighbor the sun.

Dancing after the storm

A series of vicious storms recently ripped through our state; the last tally I heard was 16 confirmed tornadoes. Fortunately for us, we didn’t get the worst of it, and we were rewarded by one of the most magnificent double rainbows we’d ever seen. In fact, it inspired Sage to dance. Sometimes even the worst […]

Arbor Boy

A few days ago, Sage came home from school wielding a tree. I was caught off guard–usually, he comes home from school wielding papers made from dead trees, not brandishing a living one. But if a sapling comes into our care, however puny, we’re honor bound to give it the best possible chance in life. […]

A Visit from the Sun

Turning toward the kitchen, thinking thoughts of supper, I was startled by the sun. A shaft of light came hurtling through the living room window, and suddenly everything was golden. I turned and came face to face with the shaft-hurling culprit–a glowing orb that seemed to be perched in a neighbor’s tree, peering curiously at […]

The Return of the Skunk

I thought I’d seen the last of our skunk visitor after it spent a day in our chicken pen with a peanut butter jar stuck on its head. Alas, that was not the case: It came back for another involuntary sojourn in the pen. Paul had set out a live trap to capture the raccoon […]

More Rainbows and Giant Pumpkins

Another spectacular rainbow visited us recently. Alas, neither Emery nor her phone was here to enjoy it. That was especially unfortunate since this rainbow seemed to be ending in the field behind our house; I could almost imagine the pot of gold nestled in the grass. I may not have any gold, but I DO […]

A Good Day to Be a Duck

Last week, I arrived at the Owen Park Band Shell a little early; I play oboe in the Eau Claire Municipal Band, and we weren’t supposed to be set up and ready to play until 7:00 pm. That gave me about 15 minutes to wander around the park. Actually, the more accurate verb was “slosh.” […]