It’s November, and so I’m writing a book. You may have heard of National Novel Writing Month. Until earlier this year, it was an official organization called NaNoWriMo, and it had …
Wet autumn leaves drifting among rugged chunks of hard gray quartzite on the trails at Rib Mountain State Park in Wausau forced my attention to my feet as I hiked. Even with trekking poles, this was …
The cold is settling in, and an actual cold is trying to settle into my sinuses. This time of year, I ramp up production of tonics, infusions, and ferments in the kitchen, making it look like a mad …
I recently read Phil Knight’s 383-page memoir, “Shoe Dog,” and gave it a rating of four and a half stars out of five. When I told my best friend, with whom I often read books in …
“Turn here, they’re heading north!” I directed my fiance as we navigated the gravel roads of Crex Meadows Wildlife Area near Grantsburg. We’d spotted a line of sandhill cranes …
This past weekend, we once again messed with our clocks, setting them back one hour to standard time. The past few days of a pre-5 p.m. sunset have really been messing with me and are a depressing sign that winter is just about here across Leader Land.
“Coomer is dead” stated a Milwaukee Journal article in March 1964. The Wisconsin Historical Society made a similar observation in 1978 calling Coomer a ghost town when a photo of the …
Sometimes I think we should stay someplace fancier. All our friends do. When my husband, Peter, and I are in Mexico, we stay at Casa de los Soles, a small group of apartment-style rooms …
My sister and I told my mother we were throwing her a party for her 90th birthday. “Not everyone knows I’m 90!” she said. “Well, it’s good we tell …