The Going Price for Squirrels
My sister from out of town is staying at our lake cottage. She is being respectful of my writing time while she works on our late mother’s house, doing many things that I am tired of doing. She told me...
View ArticleThe Nostalgia of Crows
I am a crow lover. I had never seen a crow until I moved to Wisconsin in my childhood, and I remember being astonished at how big they were. I first noticed them in the spring when their big, clumsy...
View ArticleFirst sing.
When we were newly married, my husband and I had an agreement: whenever I said I “hated” something, I owed him a dollar; whenever he interrupted me, he owed me a dollar. I hated bad grammar. I hated...
View ArticleMaybe Icarus was a Turkey
We live at Turkey Central. It started out small a few years ago, when we would occasionally hear turkey calls in the spring. But now there are turkeys–about forty of them–who roost in our trees every...
View ArticleUpcoming Appearance: Edgerton Sterling North Book and Film Festival
In case you missed it, my column on small town life is posted online in today’s Milwaukee Journal Sentinel. If you’d like to talk with me about it, stop by at the Sterling North Book and Film...
View ArticleLearning to Love Again
To the both of you who follow my blog: by now you are probably used to the reality that when I am writing a book, I don’t post many blogs. It’s a husbanding your resources thing. Nevertheless, I...
View ArticleHe’s all right
After multiple treatments, Moses still smelled like skunk around his eyes and muzzle. I couldn’t put any of the harsher treatments near his eyes, so we went with the old-fashioned method of tomato...
View ArticleSigns of Hope
I was watching a small drama this morning at dawn. The polar vortex has moved on, the -22 temperatures have risen more than forty degrees, and the vicious winds, creating a wind chill factor of 40 or...
View ArticleThey Sing
Every morning in the dark, my prayer comes in silence. Or rather, it comes in my silence amid the conversations of others: of the hundreds—possibly thousands of geese calling at sunrise; the turkeys...
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