When I sat down here at my desk to write to you this morning, my thoughts whirled and then stalled. My mind keeps racing about the week that was. Was it July in December? Or was it a joke that we got a thunderstorm in December? I'm stunned at how this week was the opposite… Continue reading We Skirted Away From the July Storm We Got This Christmas
Tag: Wisconsin Winter
Bare Tree Shadows on a Snowy White Canvas
In Wisconsin, as soon as the trees lose their leaves in the late fall, you can count on two things. One, you better get your shovel and snowblower ready. And two, you will have the opportunity to use both when you see the school bus traveling down the road before the normal time of day.… Continue reading Bare Tree Shadows on a Snowy White Canvas
Mrs. MIA Blogger
Mrs. (aka, Shelley your favorite MIA Blogger) is off looking for happiness inside her house where it's warm and cozy and where naps happen at a moment's notice. It used to be nice enough for the empty nest family to sit outside, but nope, not lately. We're once again stuck inside missing our Vitamin D… Continue reading Mrs. MIA Blogger
Tidbits of Wisconsin Winter in July
Yesterday in Wisconsin, it was 90 degrees and it felt like we had been transplanted to some wonderful tropical spot. Nah, that's my wishful thinking. That hot in Wisconsin meant that our sweat beads were sweating. We could've used some cooling off. Days like that make us feel like warming up to thoughts of winter.… Continue reading Tidbits of Wisconsin Winter in July
My hygge view from Wisconsin
At this time of year, from our special spot of the world, all I see is white when I look outside. White in the morning. White at night. White on the sides of trees after a storm. White snow branches and glistening frost on the ground. And I'm often on the fence on if I… Continue reading My hygge view from Wisconsin
‘Tis the season to tip my frosty hat
Wherever I go, 'Tis the season to tip my hat as it overflows my memory bank. On display at our house, are shiny and bright reminders of the season. By day there's, of course, snow. By night, it's another sight. Three or more times it has snowed by night. Oh, what a delight, right? Each… Continue reading ‘Tis the season to tip my frosty hat