life, weather

Morning Serenade

First thing in the morning, I step outside to let the dog out. Steam billows from my breath and crispy white sheets crunch under my boots. A soothing song greets me from high above. Wait, what? There’s a bird singing? I can’t remember the last time I heard a bird sing. The branches are still bear and the ground is blanketed in white. Birds don’t sing in the winter. Am I dreaming?

I blink upwards, then squint to focus between the spiny sticks. Something flitters.

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life, writing

An Unusual Plot


Happy Tuesday!

Remember last week when I shared the bare photos of the creek near my house? I had taken those photos on April 30th. The above picture is taken in the same spot as those others, and I took this one on May 17th. Voila! Magic.

So, I’ve been tossing around talking to my favorite bloggers about the novel I’m working on.

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family, life

Almost Perfect

May 19th marked the second year anniversary of our move out of Florida and back to where I grew up in the Chicago suburbs. Many of you who followed me in Florida, know how much I wanted out. Still, I wasn’t sure how well I’d do back home after twenty-seven years away.

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life, nature

The Difference A Season Makes

I find Nature’s instinct and changes fascinating. Never afraid of what lies behind the corner as It dies and gives life once again.

Last summer I took lots of pictures of berries.

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life, weather

Don’t Hate me because I’m Basking

benchstaug (608x800) wmOn occasion I get ideas for blog posts and never write them down. Subsequently, I forget about them. Today, I’m writing an idea off the top of my head and will post it as soon as I’m done typing this out. Oh, and after I sift through photos to find one appropriate for this subject matter.

I especially have to write this now, because it is about an emotion I’m feeling that will only last for today. Don’t worry, the emotion will return in the future, but for now, I expect it to last twenty-four hours.

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