Searching for Aldo Leopold and his glorious cranes

Searching for Aldo Leopold and his glorious cranes

On a glorious autumn day, we went searching for Aldo Leopold, which initially alarmed the person who introduced him to our family. "Wait," Molly texted, when I alerted her to our plans."Are you looking for his grave?" It was a gross but seasonally reasonable question, with Halloween just days away and poor Mr. Leopold gone [...]

Finding Fall

Finding Fall

Sometimes, Fall kicks open the front door of Wisconsin and announces itself boldly. "I'm here and, baby, I'm gorgeous." Other years, it sneaks through the back hallway and whispers quietly behind a half-filled dance card. "I'm here and I'm just going to rest on this bench a while and wait for you to notice me." [...]

Does summer trump fall in our debate? Molly B vs. Me

Does summer trump fall in our debate? Molly B vs. Me

One of us is marching toward fall with her chin in the air, left arm tucked in a cozy wool sweater, right hand holding a crunchy apple. The other is taking a more languid pace, bare toes dragging in wet sand, marshmallow mustache on surly lip, face turned toward the setting summer sun. Here is [...]