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Rifling through photo albums can be a fun walk down Memory Lane. Or a delve into the mysterious. If we run across ancient photos, with no information written on the back to give us a clue, we can never be sure if who we’re looking at – is it great aunt Tillie, who always squeezed our dad’s c…

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Just when you think you have seen everything you find you haven’t. That was the case this week when Tess Klien recently reported on a rare leucistic pileated woodpecker along the Milwaukee River Valley where it has been seen only twice before, once in April 2017 and again in May 2019. So, wh…

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It is never going to be perfect, but I have to admit that I think the business of weather forecasting is (thanks to advancing technology) getting a little closer to calling it right. There are still times when the meteorologists have to “walk back” a blizzard when the skies are clear, but it…

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Raising boys can be a challenge. Now, I don't know what it's like to raise girls, but I do know what it's like to grow up in a house full of girls. I'll take the boys - a bit less drama. Well, maybe a different kind of drama.

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“It was cloudy with the color of sun between the cracks of the clouds. The snow under the snowshoes sounded like firecrackers walking underneath us.” So wrote a fifth grader from Lake Superior Elementary in Superior, Wisconsin, after I visited their school for a winter hike and writing workshop.

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Well, Friday is Valentine’s Day, so of course one’s mind turns to heart-shaped boxes of chocolates, long-stemmed red roses, cards adorned with hearts and/or flowers featuring sentimental verses. Dinner out, perhaps. Or dinner in. Maybe by the fireplace, if your house has one. A long walk in …

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Winter is one of the best times of the year to look for and see river otters, especially this winter because it has been warm enough that some water areas remain open. In fact, Sue Kartman recently saw an otter on Sailor Creek Flowage near Fifield. Look for them along the shores of rivers an…

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Like most chubby-cheeked babies, I always wore a bib that my mother tied around my neck while she scooped in the applesauce, and the runny peas, and the lumpy oatmeal.

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At one time, my dad had this big, blue pickup, and of course, I don't know what the make and model was. I was a teenager and could have cared less. As long as I got to borrow it on Friday and Saturday nights, my life was good.

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Cindy pulled a slip of paper out of the silver mixing bowl. As she read the words that had been scribbled there with a dried-up pen, her face fell and she gave her head a little shake of disbelief. Then she pushed her chair back from the dining room table, moved it aside, and lay down on the…

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Well, if you’re anything like me, it’s that time of year again when you can’t wait until winter is over! Truth be told, I’m ready right after Christmas. Don’t get me wrong, I love the four seasons, but winter just happens to be a little too long for me. This also happens to be the time of ye…

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This winter has been one of much snow. Much snow means snow piles everywhere. I recall the snow piles of my youth with joy. They were so much fun to play on! We’d tunnel through them. We’d climb on top of them. We’d slide down them. We’d wrangle pieces off them and create something completel…

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Greta Thunberg rises above the ordinary. There is nothing in any way ordinary about this 17-year-old girl from Sweden. Her wide, genuine, freshly-scrubbed face is immediately arresting, centered on her serious, uncompromising, laser stare. She wears long braids. Even if she’s speaking at the…

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It has been 16 years since I followed Wisconsin DNR wildlife biologist Larry Gregg, now retired, into spruce/tamarack bogs near Clam Lake in search for the elusive, secretive, rare spruce grouse, a species I had never seen before in the wild.

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Do you ever think about the memories associated with what you eat? There are certain foods that bring me right back to a certain moment in time or place, and the memories are all good.

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Skulls of every shape and size lined the Great Hall as the troop of scientists bumbled in out of the swirling snow. Each paused in awe as they realized what treasures awaited them.

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Pink has never been one of my favorite colors. I’m not, nor have I ever been, a girly-girl. Tomboy to the core then and now, with pink being an okay color appearing in sunrises or sunsets, enjoying being in the “pink of health,” or oohing and aahing over it as a baby girl color. And of cours…

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Getting lost in a good book is one of my favorite ways to pass a quiet evening. Candles flickering and my dog Ivy Claire curling up next to me on the couch.

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I slept with the sound of ocean waves crashing into the white sand beach. Through a full-day board meeting in a cramped conference room, we kept an eye on swooping flocks of pelicans, took breaks on the balcony to inhale the smell of salt, and watched a thunderstorm toss dune grass into a fr…

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Ever see one of those films of salmon? The ones where they are struggling to make it back upstream and return to where they were spawned? They are all wriggling muscle in the roaring rapids, straining as they leap, often getting knocked down, but coming right back up, fighting spirit fully a…

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Three of our iconic Northwoods bird species are being killed by lead picked up during feeding activities. They are the American bald eagle, the common loon, and the trumpeter swan. Lead also takes a toll on at least 12 other Wisconsin bird species.

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As most of my gentle readers know, I have packed up my belongings and my wire hair fox terrier, Ivy Claire, and relocated to a new town called Clintonville. My heart is still with you in the Northwoods and always will be. But, the five-hour drive to see my family was seriously wearing me down.