They’re here! They’re here!

This poem was written when I realized that I was in love with Mitch.  I have modified it from it’s original version just a bit.  I have grown as a poet a tiny smidge since this was written all those 12 years ago!

The First Flakes of the Winter Season

The First Flakes of the winter season are a wondrous sight

The chill is mild, not piercing as February winds might

The therapeutic aroma of wood burning tickles our nostrils

A moonlit picture fills the window in our den, glittering snow and we’re thrilled!

The first flakes of the winter season fall straight from heaven to kiss the earth below

One season is left behind, but another emerges, and so goes the flow

He holds me to ease my fear, my pain, my stress and to show is undying love

The fire crackles, the snow falls, he whispers, “Will You Marry Me?  You are a gift from above.”

The moment is perfect and I know the gift is mine

God brought us together and just in time

For every winter until I pass I will cherish these first flakes of the winter season!


More snow and no Spring in sight!

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UGH!  We just started to see some dirt and grass and now look what we wake up to.  The poor birds coming from the south are certainly going to head back that way when they see what’s in store for them.  Oh Man!

Melt snow Melt!

It’s 27 degrees outside and feels so good in short sleeves.  I can’t even believe how accustomed to the cold our bodies become over the winter.  If it was 27 degrees in July we would be dressing in winter coats, but now in March short sleeves feel wonderful!


The Christmas Tree

It’s name has changed, in my mind at least, to the giving tree.  It’s true we do adorn a pine tree with shiny bulbs during the Christmas season, but I think the trees give us beauty all year long.

A stunning green backdrop against a stark white winter.

A twinkling bright steady monument while sticks of brown begin to bud in spring.

A gorgeous array of multi green splendor in the summer sun.

The darkest shade of fall color set as an anchor with bursting orange, yellow and red surrounding them.

Remember the real meaning of Christmas is Christ’s birth which blesses us each day, not the decorations we unpack once a year.


I guess we should learn not to plan our weekends out to the last second!  Ben woke up on Thursday morning with a fever and a terrible cough.  We have been resting and cuddling for two whole days.  Today he was finally feeling a little better. 

I went out and collect sticks and leaves so we could work on a project today.  He made Grandma Mary a picture with a letter on it and then made a frame around it with sticks and glue.  It turned out very nice and he earned an elective for Cub Scouts! 

Daddy surprised him by bringing home a Polaris jacket for him.  We were supposed to go shopping for a new winter jacket today too, but Ben was still feeling a little under the weather, so we decided to postpone it.  Then Mitch really came through by bringing one home for him.  He had asked for a Polaris jacket.  Ben says he will wear it all weekend.  I believe him as he hasn’t taken it off yet and Mitch has been home for two hours:-)

It’s fall?

I wish I had memory disks for my camera so I could show you the scene out my office window today!  It’s quite beautiful and yet terribly disturbing at the same time.

Our summer was about a week long with 80 degree temperatures.  Beyond that we had nothing higher.  This is ok with me, I am not complaining.  However in October we should be enjoying the brisk, crispy walks through the leaves in our yard.  Instead, today, we will be shoveling snow off of our deck! 

I guess I won’t be transplanting my irises’ today.  It’s really only a dusting of snow and will be gone shortly, however the 24 degree temperature makes it feel more like the end of November than the beginning of October.

My son was so excited the other night when I came home from work.  He was sitting on the couch and I asked him if he saw the snow, because in Warroad it had snowed several times throughout the day.  He told me it hadn’t snowed here.  About 15 minutes later it came and he jumped on the couch and squealed to high heaven!  Then he said he was going outside and he jumped on the deck and squealed some more.  That snow didn’t last long, but last night the snow stayed and he had all his winter gear spread out in the kitchen and soon he looked as though it was the middle of January. 

Again I wish I had my camera ready, so I could show you the picture of him standing in the kitchen with red snow pants, pak winter boots, warm black mittens and  heavy winter jacket on, ready to go out and play in the 1/2 inch of fallen snow on Oct 9th in northern Minnesota.  I am guessing it was a familiar scene in houses all across our county. 

Kids love winter!  Until they have to start driving in it that is!

Another snow storm

I don’t know exactly how many inches of snow has fallen in our region this winter, but it has to be getting close to a record!  My goodness!  We are going to be having another blizzard tomorrow.  That is the third for this winter.  We get a lot of snow, but it usually comes steady.  This year we are having these bouts of 6-10 inches at one time.  I don’t know how much more of this I can handle.  Unless of course it comes before I leave for work and I get a free day off!  That would be ok:)

The rising sun

I have been sitting here for over an hour writing and thinking, writing and thinking.  It was dim when I first sat, so I switched on the light over head. 

Now I notice creaping up the window and trying to come in a bright stream of light.  It’s climbing over head and soon will be on top.  But as it climbs I enjoy it’s attempt to peek through the trees.  The trees that surround my property.  The trees that protect my house from the wind, but block the beautiful sunlight trying to get in. 

Soon there will be no need to hoard the sunlight.  Spring and summer are on their way.  With them come plenty of the splendor so we can play.  For now we will have to bask in the weak streams of light peering through the trees.  Sitting by the window wishing for a summer breeze.

The best we can hope for today’s weather is climbing above 10 degrees.  We hope and wish yet mother nature does as she please.