Here are a couple of ice photos I took at work this winter.
We had a hundred Girl Scouts— Brownies, actually— in the park today. I’ve never seen so many pink shoelaces.
After last night’s hard frost it was literally raining leaves in the park.
I usually think of September as daddy longlegs season. This year it’s also praying mantis season, but especially it’s grasshopper season.
Helpfully, a leaf lay on the sidewalk for scale near the praying mantis I found.
I found an exceptionally colorful patch of flowers on the prairie this week. The red flower, royal catchfly, is exciting because we don’t see it every year. The other flowers are yellow coneflowers, wild quinine (white), and wild bergamot (purple).
This has been a pretty good summer for prairie flowers, as these yellow cone flowers and bee balm show.
This is what you can see from President Hoover’s gravesite.
Peonies and blue flag irises are in bloom at Herbert Hoover’s birthplace.
We spent the weekend in the picturesque river towns of Van Buren County.
While raising the flag at his gravesite this week, Herbert Hoover’s birthplace shone brightly in the afternoon sun.
April showers really do bring May flowers. We have a nice crop of bluebells in one of the flower beds at work.
In the midst of yesterday’s unpleasant downpour, I led my group of fourth graders into the blacksmith shop as part of their tour. There, just inside the entrance was a dying bird.
I have to remember to make minor adjustments to my tour when I have third graders.
April 25 and still no leaves on the trees?
In the last couple of years I’ve been getting more reference calls about people with whom I’ve worked.
The little media dust-up about Yahoo ending telecommuting for its employees perplexed me.
A couple came in to buy their Senior Passes today. They were both over seventy, but I had to see their IDs anyway.
Not only did I see the Wienermobile on Sunday but today I saw a beaver at the park. I’m not sure which is more exciting.
I actually heard someone refer to today as Armistice Day.