I said goodbye to winter on a bright and crisp morning with the sounds of geese flying overhead.
Life seems to be a series of busy moments linked together by the relentless onslaught of time. It’s...
Ralph Lauren needn’t be concerned, but it appears my predilection for old clothes is a fashion trend shared by others.
My recent column about wearing clothes until they fall apart found favor with...
There are marvels all over the world, but sometimes one need only look out your back door to find new ones.
In my case, it is literally outside my back door where a section of rain gutter was dislodged...
History and geology sometimes come together to tell fascinating stories, such as the rocky outcrop just outside of Galesville known as Decorah Peak.
Standing 1,161 feet above sea level, Decorah Peak...
I pulled some old clothes from the closet the other day because I had some chores to do.
Chore clothes have always been old clothes to me. Once I’ve put a T-shirt, shirt or a pair of pants through...
The small general stores that served our rural communities have all nearly vanished, but they certainly have left behind vivid memories.
A few weeks ago, I wrote about the general stores located in...
If below-zero temperatures had a sound, it would be this: the clang of an iron maul striking the frozen apron of a manure spreader.
Our recent cold snap — we dipped close to 30 below zero in my neck...
It’s always this time of winter with the cold and snow that the prospect of hibernation seems pretty darned attractive.
After all, I have a lot of hyperphagic practice already in place by the additional...
Apparently, there’s nothing like a cold-weather story to warm up memories from folks in Wisconsin.
Last week, I posted a link on the Facebook group Forgotten Wisconsin to my recent column about Jan....
Old memories become blurry with the passage of time, but a particularly cold Sunday 45 years ago that stands out for me was memorable across western and northern Wisconsin.
I’ve written before about...
‘Tis the season for holiday lights and while I’m no Clark Griswold, I’ve always enjoyed putting up a few exterior decorations.
The interior holiday decorating I leave to my far more capable...
The garden harvest season is long over, but we’re still enjoying the bounties. Sort of.
A few weeks ago, I wrote about harvesting our winter squash, including a couple dozen blue hubbard squash....
