Tag Archives: woods

The Green Man

I spend seconds, minutes, hours, days, watching leaves on our forest trees. Electric early-summer leaves in shades of velvet green and lime green and verdant green. Leaves fluttering. Leaves lying stock-still, not phased by any ruffling wind. Leaves kissed by … Continue reading

Posted in June 2014 | Tagged , , , , , , , | 26 Comments

Shattered

Last night Barry revved up the lawn mower.  The Husqvarna tractor chugged around the house, the blades trimming grass and clover and weeds and wildflowers, when–unexpectedly–I heard a loud crash. Barry continued to drive the mower over to the shed … Continue reading

Posted in June 2014 | Tagged , , , , , , | 31 Comments

Slapping mosquitoes, picking off wood ticks and welcoming spring

Happy weekend, readers. The last day of May beckons. I just slapped a mosquito here in the house, ending its short buzzing life. They rise in clouds in the woods, singing their blood-sucking songs.  Barry thinks I exaggerate about the … Continue reading

Posted in May 2014 | Tagged , , , , , , | 26 Comments

Shoveling four feet of snow off our wood pile & other deep winter photos

Even though this long winter continues to snow and blow and freeze and fuss, I still think an icy snowfall sparkles beautifully. This morning, captured under the glow of our deck light, heavy wet snow dressed the woods in grandeur … Continue reading

Posted in February 2014 | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , | 35 Comments

Merry Christmas from our snowy Little House in the Big Woods to yours!

Merry Christmas, dear readers, from our snowy Little House in the Big Woods in Aura, Upper Peninsula, Michigan, just a dozen owl hoots from the nearest four-way stop. I wish you the happiest of holidays.  May you enjoy this season … Continue reading

Posted in December 2013 | Tagged , , , , , , , , | 42 Comments

Throw back your neck and howl

We really must quit meeting like this. We must quit telling stories blessed freezing winter day after winter day. But why not tell stories? The local Anishinabe huddled around campfires in wigwams all winter spinning yarns of Wenabozhoo and the … Continue reading

Posted in December 2013 | Tagged , , , , , ,

Blessings of the flock

Tuesday.  Blessings of the flock. You’re walking up the road.  The air feels still.  Silence reigns between tall trees with lingering yellow leaves.  Fallen leaves smell crisp with childhood memories of burning raked piles.  In the distance, a logging truck … Continue reading

Posted in November 2013 | Tagged , , , , , , , , | 48 Comments

When the moon hits your eye…That’s Amore!

Sometimes mysterious wild & crazy things just happen. Like, let’s say, you’re visiting the bathroom early in the evening when–yes! outside the window!–a delicious almost-full moon arises.  It settles between the branches of the poplar trees and winks boldly in … Continue reading

Posted in October 2013 | Tagged , , , , , , | 63 Comments

Pausing to sip tea and breathe in autumn beauty

     

Posted in October 2013 | Tagged , , , , , , | 30 Comments

Native American Flute Blessing

Last night, in the early hours before midnight, traveling silently through the dark house, I heard a strange sound. Coyotes singing? Owls crooning? Wind danced through the trees, blowing yellow leaves onto the earth.  Wind’s melody crescendoed everywhere, but what … Continue reading

Posted in October 2013 | Tagged , , , , , , , , | 29 Comments