Isn’t it good, Northeastern (WI) wood?

Isn’t it good, Northeastern (WI) wood?

Saturday afternoon, three months after we carefully and unanimously selected her to bring her fresh, festive, pine-scented self into our cabin, we returned our sweet little Christmas tree to the woods from which we'd plucked her. Owing both to her own fortitude and to our cabin's low-set thermostat, she did not drop a single pine [...]

Ode to the field of crocuses that made my day

Ode to the field of crocuses that made my day

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. [...]

Ice Ice Baby

Ice Ice Baby

There's something terrifyingly beautiful about ice, which hangs in rich abundance all through Minneapolis. It swoops down from rooftops like seasonal stalactites, stills mighty rivers and turns Minnehaha Falls into Minnehaha Stops-And-Preens-for-A-While. In town for some preliminary wedding planning and, fortunately, in the company of some of the warmest people we know, we stepped carefully [...]