Activities to keep the old bod from atrophying
Minnesota State Fair Time to harvest the fields To many of us Eating is a pretty big deal For now there is fun Before school has begun So let’s joyfully swing To and fro Many come for the food Some come for the rides Some teens come looking for love I remember those times… Now…
As summer draws to a close, I wanted to take a look back at the summer’s festivities, starting with the Irish Fair, which took place in early August. I tried to find a GOOD Irish poem to accompany my photos, but alas, Google failed me. So here is my first attempt at Irish poetry and…
So far Xena (my kayak) and I have explored a little bit of the Mississippi River and a little bit of the Rum River. The skinny, little Rum surprised me. There were partially to fully submerged tree sections to frantically steer around. It wouldn’t have been such a frantic effort except that it was also…
2009, the year my marriage went up in smoke, was the first time I tried kayaking. For that matter, 2009 was the year I tried a lot of new things. I was hungry for distractions and salve for my wounds. After paddling the Elk River with friends, I wanted to run out and buy a…
Okay, I rarely post more than once a week anymore, but I can not keep such weather joy to myself. I must share! My drive home from work: The dogs have a better attitude about it. The snow-fall hoods me round;In wood and water, earth and air,A silence everywhere. — Loreena McKennitt, “Snow” A bit of…
This was going to be a post about Bisbee (one of my favorite Arizona towns), but with the onset of snow, blogging about the desert seemed all wrong. And I know I’ve been a once a week Wednesday blogger for awhile, but the snow would be old news by Wednesday so this week I’m a…
