“Dear pine cone, let me hold you as you open.”
– Mary Oliver
From her poem “It Was Early.” Read the full poem and a nice reflection at A Year’s Risings with Mary Oliver.
Photographs from a Bloy in Wisconsin
“Dear pine cone, let me hold you as you open.”
– Mary Oliver
From her poem “It Was Early.” Read the full poem and a nice reflection at A Year’s Risings with Mary Oliver.
It’s been grey and rainy for the past several days in Madison. Here are a couple of well-needed touches of color I came across.
View more →A few sky scenes I was fortunate to see recently. First, tonight’s sunset from Burrows Park in Madison.
View more →Last Sunday I took a ride on the Great Sauk State Trail. It was a gorgeous day to be out pedaling along the Wisconsin River for a while.
View more →There I was taking my lunch break at a picnic table in Vilas Park, when the resident sandhill crane family came sauntering over.
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