December 1st, 2014

Memories of Winters Past

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As winter approaches, I can’t help but feel a longing for what I consider to be real winter, the Minnesota/Wisconsin winters that I knew for many years.
People in Portland talk about it being cold and I literally laugh at them, as it dips below freezing a handful of times. Even in the mountains it’s not that cold; it hovers around 30 degrees or so. I am an equal opportunity scoffer, however. When someone back home complains that it’s much too rainy and dark, I may remind them that it is nothing compared to the cold and damp we have in the Pacific Northwest from November to May.
Wherever you go, people complain about the weather. But I was one of the few who fully adored the Minnesota winter, so when people complain how bad it’s going to be this year, I wish I could politely tell them to stop breaking my heart. It was my favorite season by far, I still pine for the peaceful magic of freshly fallen snow, donning layers and layers of winter gear to go for a hike, and all the fun things to do in the snow.

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December 1st, 2013

Late Autumn Beauty, Wisconsin Style

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It was absolutely balmy in Portland today; overcast, moisture in the air and fairy warm. The trees and grass were still so alive, so green and festive. Contrast this with Wisconsin 3 weeks ago: the earth was festooned with oranges, yellows, maroons and browns with a bit of green here and there. Snow lingered. The air was dry. And it was cold, down to 15 Fahrenheit. Autumn is so very different between here and there. The thoughts of my taste of winter in the fall will have to tide me over for who knows how long; years? I am one of the opposition, you see. A Minnesotan/Wisconsinite who adored winter and enjoyed it more than any other season. Yes, I even liked diving in it, even in Duluth, a city know for its hills and cold winters. When I hear people back home complain about winter it breaks my heart. So forgive me while I savor it here.

Here are a set of photos from that wintery-type of autumn back home. They are from my friends’ house out in the country in St. Croix Falls, save for the one directly below. That’s Summer and her dog Tippy. We went for a walk in the woods and couldn’t resist the whimsy of the downy white seeded asters as a photo background. It was such a beautiful day, and a great time with a friend. Read the rest of this entry »