30 August 2013

random driveby

random driveby

I would've liked to have shot some of that lovely barn detail but I only had my 50mm with me this day. 


The clouds deserved a little love as well.

27 August 2013

a(nother) stroll through my parents' woods

I've taken you on this journey before, but there's always more lovely views to be found here...

the clearing by the camper
after a winding trail through the wooded driveway, we reach the clearing. hubster here, is noticing how low the creek gets in early august. the camper stands just to the right of this picture

stump love
dad must've been feeling a little too romantic to burn this heart-shaped stump
and gave it a fire-poker arrow instead  ;)

took a wrong turn in albuquerque
taking the trail deeper in the woods, the trees get so dense it feels like evening.
i kind of like this guy who tried heading east about twenty years ago

central wisconsin's beauty
my favorite path takes us past big beds of ferns

up ahead. see it?
...and provides a slight glimpse of our destination

past some wilflowers
a clearing offers some wildflowers

milkweed in bloom
...and milkweeds blooming

sky box
beyond, sits dad's sky box

Dad wasn't in the woods with us this day, and he keeps the ladder folded up on itself and locked, so we just walked around a bit more before heading back.

It was a peaceful and gorgeous, summer day. Hope you're enjoying the same!

23 August 2013

what? we have a plum tree?!




We've lived here over thirteen years and I had no idea we had a plum tree! It's beautiful in the spring with reddish leaves and white blossoms, but I guess the bees just lost track of it since 2000. The fruit is delicious too! Though, as you can see, they're just two bites in size.

The pears are going mad as well. No surprises there.

Enjoy your weekend!

20 August 2013








I had a date with a rather handsome man last week! His Mom was along to chaperone, of course. Good thing too, because every time I got eye level with him, he kept coming over for kisses and some heavy petting. What a flirt!

Thanks for a fun morning at the park, Buddy!

16 August 2013

the greens and blues of summer

yellow river


big rock and pine

if the bridge is rocking!

i like how the dark tones in the rock appear to mimic the tree behind it.


bridge from the shallow side
when i got bored with fishing, there was always the challenge
of navigating the rocks across the shallow end of the river

wooded trail takes you to an area for rv campers

Remaining images from North Wood County Park. Taken on or near the suspension bridge, which sadly has been reinforced and is no longer the fun danger it once was.

Tex, this park is on Cty A west of Arpin, in the town of Richfield. :)

13 August 2013

north wood county park

lovely spot for a picnic

someone rode their horse to the church service being held at the park


swimming area

changing structure

grandpa's handiwork

suspension bridge

Another stop during our trip "back home."

Our main reason for getting back was to see my Gramma R, who turned 91 last week! On Sunday, our church (listen to me, including myself among church-goers) happened to have its service at the North Wood County Park. A place I had been fishing with Gramma and Mom a hundred times in my childhood, but hadn't been back to in well over 30 years. I can't begin to tell you how many cheddar cheese and white bread sandwiches were consumed at this park. Seeing I was a kid, I didn't know the name of it or its location, only that it was maybe 15 minutes away, so I asked Dad if this was the park with the suspension bridge over the river?

"Yup." Came the answer.

Oh man, we would get that thing swinging and would have to hang on for dear life to keep from falling into the river below! I never could swim but that really didn't keep me from central Wisconsin's version of a Disneyland ride. My sister is so afraid of water, she won't even drive a car over a river! Naturally, I had to stop at her house on our way over to ask if she wanted to go along.

"Hell, no!"

When we arrived, church service had just ended and they were about to start their picnic. Sweet. We timed it perfectly. ha! We had already eaten so we weren't there for food, just to visit with Gramma and my uncle for a while before exploring.

Now, I need to back things up a little because my Dad had more than just "yup" to say about this little park. He began to tell me that when his Dad (Grampa U) was a young man, he landed a job working for the WPA. Grampa was one of those guys who could fix or build just about anything, and according to Dad, could master any trade with a day's practice. So it happens that he was one of the guys who went to work building this stone building, shown above, used as a bathroom and changing area for swimmers. According to a plaque, filled with names of the big shots on the committee, but none of the laborers, it was built in 1935. Another stone imbedded in the facadé states 1940. I can't imagine this taking five years to complete. Maybe the committee was a little too eager to get the plaque made.

Dad also said that Grampa inlaid a small, glass camel head somewhere in the stonework and he showed it to him as a child, but Dad had looked for it since and couldn't find it. Hubster and I attempted as well, with no luck. Some young boy could've chiseled it out with his pocket knife circa 1952 and it's now lying in the bottom of an old dresser somewhere. Which is alright. That little camel now has two stories to tell. Maybe even three.

The last image here shows the suspension bridge with the changing house at the far right. I'll share more images of the bridge and view from it in my next post. Seeing that this post is plenty wordy already...

10 August 2013

more views from up nort'

sweet as honey

i'm king of the world!
i'm king of the world!

the asparagus is taller than me

parents' garden
s.w. corner of the garden (with grandpa's silos)

parents' garden
s.e. corner of the garden (with pugs)


later that day

Additional shots from the old homestead.

The garden is actually verging on my grandparents' property. The asparagus is theirs and is probably a 50 year old plant. I'm not sure what that flowering plant is behind it, but it stands way over my head.

Since my Dad retired (about ten years ago), and Mom's hip replacement, the garden has been more his baby. If he isn't puttering in the woods, he's puttering in the garden. And look! He's even had time to put in a driving range! Here, my brother demonstrates his form. If you look closely to the far right between the two bluebird houses, you can see the small white flag where the hole is. The house across the field belongs to my cousin, and his Dad, my uncle, lives across the street; so when you see one guy out there hitting a ball, usually three more follow. Apparently, I missed the party and my brother was the last man standing. I should've taken a photo by the hole because the green is pretty impressive. Dad must've been a groundskeeper in a former life.

These last two images are iphone pics. I love that old, dead tree in grandpa's field. But, you probably figured that out from my last post. ;)

07 August 2013

sunrise at my parents' house

flag and cupola

still life with pug

apples with reflective light

turning red




what's left
looking towards my grandparents' farm. the barn is long done.

getting wet in the tall grass
wet pug...

leaving a pug trail
...trail of wet pug

max decided to keep dry
dry pug  ;)

pug and empty bluebird house

heavy with apples
dad props up the branches of his apples trees

A few images from our weekend.

older stuff

little known facts

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this blog is my "live" photo album of sorts. occasionally, i'll throw in some art i've done or some work of my husband's as he's an artist as well. we have a nice yard in a quiet neighborhood with two pugs and a cat, all black. which most of my photos will attest too. ;) i'd love to hear from you, but happy for you to just browse. hope you find something to make you smile. b.