Tag Archives: woods

One bright magical shining leaf that was known as Camelot

Today I shall tell you the story of one bright shining magical yellow leaf. Before that tale births, may I share other stories of waves, sand, trees, autumn colors, and who knows what else? Last weekend we drove east and … Continue reading

Posted in October 2014 | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , | 37 Comments

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


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

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