It’s spring in Wisconsin: swans and the right kind of ice.

Dashing through the snow in a purple Lycra suit….I’m having trouble with the lyrics.

The benediction to yesterday’s hike. The white lights are from ice fishermen on Lake Amnicon.

What I’m reading: “Trauma Sponges” by Minneapolis firefighter/EMT who was lead on the EMT crew responding at George Floyd’s murder. Norton gives a no-holds-barred look at the forces shaping police response in Minnesota, and America.

Stay warm out there! Polarized sunglasses and a neoprene face gaiter helped on today’s hike. I waited until temp broke zero degrees F. Sunny, six inches of new snow = my happy place.

This is my season. The world appears unblemished thanks to a pristine covering of snow.

My walking/yoga buddies and I felt like winners after the Wild Santa Run in Duluth, MN today.

Wonder is ancient people lived in these warrens? Sorry, no. This is the heart of a recently collapsed pine tree. Looks like sandstone, doesn’t it?

What I’m reading this week: “The Part That Burns,” a memoir by Jeannine Ouellette. Born in Duluth and uprooted numerous times, she now writes and teaches in the Twin Cities.

I’m reading: “All The Beauty In The World” by Patrick Bringley. This gentle book chronicles Bringley’s 10 years as a museum guard. Stunned with grief by his brother’s untimely death, Bringley leaves a job at a prestigious magazine to heal amidst treasures from across the world.

The early winter scene on Lake Amnicon today appeared as an impressionist painting.

Have a peaceful Thanksgiving, just like Sakke. (Quilt designer credit to Heather Black.)