Storm, wherefore art thou? Are thee coming? Gathering steam as thee rises from the south, barreling down on our Upper Peninsula woods and Lake Superior shores? Storm, wherefore art thou? Ms. Radar Loop says thee cometh. Mr. National Weather Service predicts thy fury. Almost all the schools in Upper Michigan lie closed, awaiting thy wrath. [...]
Archive for February, 2012
28 Feb
Eggs are nothing to yolk about…and other scrambled thoughts about creativity
Today we shall discuss the Common Egg. (Of course we shall discuss much, much more. But we shall start with the Common Egg.) When you look at the above carton of Common Eggs, what do you see? Pause for a moment. Look at the spherical white eggs. Now. Close your eyes. Tell us what you [...]
26 Feb
How would you explain “snowmobile” to someone who has never seen snow?
Pretend you must explain “snow” to someone who has never seen it, never felt its feather-soft gentle coldness against cheek or hand. What would you say? Would you begin with “Snow is white, freezing cold, soft. It sometimes spits hard and sideways from the sky, stinging like nettles. It sometimes burrows into huge snowbanks, larger [...]
24 Feb
Mom, I didn’t mean to text that. Honest, it wasn’t me!
We don’t have cell phone service here in our neck of the Upper Peninsula of Michigan woods. Sure, there’s service down in L’Anse since they constructed that fancy tower a couple of years ago. But if you drive more than three miles out of town, your cell phone will cease to work. Don’t call if [...]
23 Feb
Not worrying what John, Patty or Harry think
Dear Reader, I have nothing to say. (You’ve heard this before, haven’t you?) But really really really want to write this morning, to share, to sprout words like daffodils, to hatch sentences like baby robins, all squawking and chirping and nestled beneath Mama’s orange paragraph breast. (Oh my goodness–how’s that for a metaphor from the [...]
22 Feb
I am not a terrorist. Honest.
Pssst, you can still say “terrorist” in a public blog, can’t you? Without the Homeland Security descending upon your little house in the woods? It still is a humourous country, isn’t it? Please tell me those federal agents can still crack a smile when they’re sipping coffee and monitoring our on-line activity. Not that I [...]
20 Feb
Miss Envy and the Jealous Wanna-Bees (Take Two)
On Friday I wrote an exceptionally witty & hysterically funny post called Miss Envy and the Jealous Wanna-Bees. I read it to a beloved family member who wrinkled his/her nose and shook his/her head and said, “What ARE you trying to say, Kathy?” So much for wit and humor. He/she didn’t even chuckle. I told [...]
19 Feb
“Honey, our log truck of firewood is here.”
Yesterday morning the phone rang insistently at 7:30 a.m. as we sat on the living room couch sipping coffee and discussing camera ISO settings. Barry was attempting to explain camera settings to Kathy, for the 600th time. Finally, in desperation, he compared ISO settings to lighting wood stove fires. Something about how higher ISO settings [...]
18 Feb
And how are Barry’s knees, anyway?
Good morning, dear readers! I do believe it’s safe to come in our Little House in the Big Woods today. We’ve had over 9,000 visitors in the past three days. Some of them paused to admire snow shadows. Others fed the deer table scraps out under the oak tree. A few ventured out to view [...]
