Clash of Seasons
“Beauty is the only thing that time cannot harm. Philosophies fall away like sand, creeds follow one another, but what […]
“Beauty is the only thing that time cannot harm. Philosophies fall away like sand, creeds follow one another, but what […]
A single yellow Maple leaf. There are hundreds, if not thousands of them outside my window.
The colors of fall are beginning to fade and soon enough the air will chill and the snow will fall.
A dry leaf sits on a park bench in Whitefish Bay, Wisconsin. The colors are just about past peak now
“Pursue some path, however narrow and crooked, in which you can walk with love and reverence.” –Henry David Thoreau
I spent this past weekend camping in Mirror Lake State Park near Lake Delton, Wisconsin. The leaves are changing
Now that October is upon us, the leaves have started changing colors.
“By all these lovely tokens September days are here, With summer’s best of weather And autumn’s best of cheer.” —Helen
“He who postpones the hour of living is like the rustic waiting for the river to run out before he crosses.”
Everytime I walk through this arch in the park near our home on Milwaukee’s East Side, I think of an old