After a long day fishing and enjoying the freedom of the northern playgrounds, it is time to settle down in front of a warm fire and relax to the sound of the “Day’s End.”
On the last fishing day of the year, Dad hands the fishing poles out of the boat to his son. Suddenly a flock of geese fly over in their annual migration. This tradition reminds everyone of...
One of the rich traditions I envision my son and I sharing is the trips we’ll take into the northern woods. Bonding with each other and nature and leaving behind the world’s problems is the best...
Angels are symbols of hope and love; they help all inhabitants of the world. “On Angel’s Pond” shows the cherub bird bath nourishing the plants and giving sanctuary to the passing cardinals. The timeless and forgiving...
Time has shown its age on the old buckboards and wagonwheels but Mother Nature goes on as the ringneck pheasant survives the ways of the past and makes a playground out of its relics.
There is a quiet and watchful audience before we fill our feeders with seed. The anticipation of the surrounding birds grows as we walk away. Generally the chickadees, the bravest birds, will come to dine first....
One of my dreams is to have a log cabin on the point of a lake in northern Minnesota. My dogs would lie on the front porch feeling important watching and waiting for my return from...