Freezing! The woodpecker has joined in the chorus, tapping away, along with the other little bird, from yesterday. Perhaps it will warm a bit, so we can throw the windows open, and hear them in the morn.
Nothing else moves on the frozen land, and sky. The world awakens, in wonder of new happenings. Maybe my computer will be fixed today. Happy face.
Author: TiffanyCreek
Morning Light
The glow of the morning light envelopes the world. Stepping outdoors, there is a crisp chill, lingering in the air, and a solo bird, singing its rhythmic verse. The hospitable Spring arrived quietly, the day before yesterday. Yet, her friend, Winter, so in love, still resides.
Reality sets in. It’s time to go to work!
On Human Relationships, by Willa Cather
Human relationships are the tragic necessity of human life; that they can never be wholly satisfactory, that every ego is half the time greedily seeking them, and half the time pulling away from them.
St. Paul’s Cathedral, or a Wizard’s Palace?
St. Paul’s Cathedral in St. Paul, Minnesota, sits high on a hill, and looms over the city landscape. In the distance, one can see the the State Capital, which is made of a more luminescent white stone.
The Cathedral is on Summit Avenue, the elegant street of St. Paul, where F. Scott Fitzgerald frequented many a home for social occasions. At one address, he apparently wrote his first novel, “This Side of Paradise”. Summit is lined with an array of architectural dreams come true for the wealthy, who moved to St. Paul in the 19th century. Some homes are more elegant in their beauty, than others. Adjacent to the Cathedral is the Mansion of James J. Hill, one of the most powerful men in the country, whose wealth was acquired through the railroad business. He and J.P. Morgan created an empire, and subjugated the worker to such meager wages, that Teddy Roosevelt took the matter into his hands, and shut them down, or so the story goes. Photographs of the Hill Mansion will follow.
Let it be said, however, that Mrs. Hill, an industrious, highly organized housewife, and fervent Catholic, felt right at home with the Cathedral in plain view, sitting outside her front door. True to the Catholic tradition, she and James grew a large family, of ten children, and today, there are still many heirs to the family wealth.
On a personal note, this is the first time I stepped foot into the Cathedral, although, as a child, I remember marveling at it’s grandeur every time our family went into the Twin Cities, to visit Uncle Johnny and Aunt Betty. Until now, it was always a fantasy vision, which took me to fictional places in my mind. It reminded me of a palace, where a wizard would live, and if you ever got the chance to visit, he would give you anything you wanted, and make your dreams come true.
First Day of Spring
On the first day of spring,
another wintry day.
Yesterday in the afternoon,
and into the evening, too,
a soft dusting, covered the land,
and all the trees, through.
The deep green hemlocks,
blanketed in delicate snow.
Winter wants not, to go away.
TiffanyCreek
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Books of Interest
“The Crops Look Good: News Fom a Midwestern Family” by Sara de Luca
“Wolf Winter” by Cecilia Eckback
Takes place in 1770 when a Finnish Family of refugees, move to Swedish Lapland.
Cinderella is out on the big screen once again. Can’t wait to see it.
Facebook flaunting couples are truly happy. Wonder what Chekhov would say about this bit of news😔
Scott Walker is making news😢
A high of 63 expected today with sunshine. What more can one ask for?
Allure
Bewitched, at the Schoutten House
Carpe Diem & the Lion

When there’s nothing else to talk about, there’s always the weather. Weather is the essence of nature, and a metaphor for human behavior, not to mention how much it can influence our mood and outlook. Today is no exception. The morning was beautiful, as I drove to work. There was a light fog, the sun, at its normal place in the horizon for this time of day, was shining through the forest, making the dew drops hanging on the trees, glisten like crystal. What else could I ask for, except for my camera, which I decided to leave at home. So, I went to my pockets to find my iPhone, and stopped myself to say, “just enjoy it!” It’s the best advice I’ve given myself all day. If I had taken pictures of it, I probably wouldn’t be writing this down. Besides, I would have been late to work.
So back to the weather. We get fed up with winter, and the snow, but really, the temperatures are relatively more civilized now, than they were 2 years ago, when we were in the midst of a nor’easter. It was the month of March, coming in like a lion. This photograph, which I found archived and unpublished, is a testimony to that storm. Despite the teasing of more sunshine and nice temps, we are not out of the woods yet, though it seems we are turning an optimistic corner towards spring. I am looking forward to blossoms, and the fresh smell in the air. It will come! Today it’s over 50 degrees, so that’s a start. In future days, I will hopefully be out early enough to find more beautiful mornings, like I did today. Mornings of fog, mist, dew and hazy sunshine, and who knows, what else. It was Carpe Diem, at its best!

The glow of the morning light envelopes the world. Stepping outdoors, there is a crisp chill, lingering in the air, and a solo bird, singing its rhythmic verse. The hospitable Spring arrived quietly, the day before yesterday. Yet, her friend, Winter, so in love, still resides.

