Dear Billy Turner, Welcome to Lambeau. We like what you have to say about the place and we think you'll fit right in. You're a Midwestern guy, so we won't waste any time with tips on how to play in the frozen tundra. We just hope you get to experience the thrill of playing at [...]
Darling crocus, You pop up unexpectedly and turn a dull weekday into spring. First flower, saffron shield, happy herald, brave bulb. You arrive with far less fanfare than your thirstier cousins, claim your space on the frozen ground, next to piles of dirty snow and creeping ice, and wave those dainty petals with unfettered glee. [...]
Yesterday I hung out for a little while with an Irish blessing. At 92-years old, she jigs a little slower than she did when she was knee-deep in children and baking cookies for the neighborhood. But, her words fly as fast and witty as they did when she was the 16-year old Maypole Queen of [...]
Winter met spring this week, and we all held our breaths hoping for a swipe right or at least a long pleasant stint in the friend zone. We're not disloyal to the season at hand, we just think it feels good every now and then to still feel our faces when we stick them toward [...]
A park bench told me the story of Fonferek’s Glen, as much as its age-old dolomite cliffs, charming waterfall and whimsical name. Dedicated to a young woman named Julia, the bench held two bunches of dying flowers when I saw it Monday afternoon. They might have been left as a tribute to her, a baker [...]
