Short stories and photos shared with humor and love
We’re squeezing the last drops of that delicious lemon yellow ball of fun called summer. Last week, we walked across the street to say good-bye to Erb Park swimming. But, that quick send-off didn’t seem like enough, so we marched to our house, changed into our suits, and headed back for a proper dip. A [...]
I hope the magic of summer in Wisconsin lures my granddaughters back again and again. I want the slow drift of campfire smoke to tickle their memory, and the sticky taste of S’mores to linger long after the last log burns. I’d like the little red train that chugged us through Bay Beach to show [...]
There is no better metaphor for summer than a sun-warmed strawberry fresh off the vine. Maybe you pop that first one of the season into your mouth while you’re still in the field. Its sweet burst of flavor reminds you of last summer — the lazy floats, campfires, music festivals, yoga in the park, crisp [...]
Are we Midwesterners ever not surprised by summer’s miracles? Monday, I rolled my yoga mat out onto a field covered with snow white clover blossoms. Just an eye blink ago, actual snow — mean, icy drifts of it, covered that same field. I took a deep breath of gratitude for the miracle of clover. On [...]
Like Meg Ryan's character in You've Got Mail, I am a big fan of daisies. The fragile appearance of their petals belie the determined stretch of their roots. They stand tall against inevitable storms with an admirable reliability. Harbingers of joy, they spring up early, stay late and tend happily to the task at hand. [...]