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Icicles shed sun-stoked tears on whispered rumors of winter's demise.
by Polly Syllabic
Comment Count 50 comments on Sat Mar 09, 2013 at 01:04 PM PST with 37 Recommends
A grey shadow dances softly on fragile wings tracing snow angels in the sky. Black-capped Chickadee Poecile ...
by Polly Syllabic
Comment Count 121 comments on Sun Feb 17, 2013 at 01:30 PM PST with 162 Recommends
♫ Four Chickadees frozen in time are painted with the soft grey palette of winter. Black-capped Chickadee , Poecile ...
by Polly Syllabic
Comment Count 70 comments on Sun Jan 06, 2013 at 12:31 PM PST with 44 Recommends
♫ Look up! The sunstreaked canopy glows as warmly as stained glass in a cathedral that offers ...
by Polly Syllabic
Comment Count 51 comments on Thu Oct 04, 2012 at 03:26 PM PDT with 35 Recommends
a reflection painting eight mirrored ...
by Polly Syllabic
Comment Count 37 comments on Thu Aug 09, 2012 at 01:52 PM PDT with 43 Recommends
Gossamer wings gather sunglow while scattering droplets of white morning light and slender grass shadow on still water. Blue Dasher Pachydiplax longipennis ...
by Polly Syllabic
Comment Count 40 comments on Wed Jul 18, 2012 at 03:55 PM PDT with 30 Recommends
It's a perfect Wisconsin day at 72 degrees and painted above in robin's egg blue. A gentle breeze from the east brushes any bugs from my checks. I feel rested, refreshed and frisky leaving the trail ...
by Polly Syllabic
Comment Count 83 comments on Wed Jun 27, 2012 at 04:03 PM PDT with 104 Recommends
I stand awestruck in the early morning sunshine on the shoreline, humbled by the immensity and intensity of life on the largest freshwater cattail marsh in America. It's hard to comprehend the ...
by Polly Syllabic
Comment Count 67 comments on Mon Jun 11, 2012 at 04:30 PM PDT with 73 Recommends
The dark shadowy foreboding of a northern white-cedar swamp easily lures one into its soft verdant dampness. Life awakens in abundance in the warm spring sunshafts sifting through the feathery scale-
by Polly Syllabic
Comment Count 39 comments on Wed May 30, 2012 at 04:30 PM PDT with 29 Recommends
Spruce Lake Bog was born about ten or twelve thousand years ago when a huge mass of stagnant ice calved from the advancing and retreating Green Bay lobe of the last great continental glaciation ...
by Polly Syllabic
Comment Count 27 comments on Sun May 06, 2012 at 12:00 PM PDT with 25 Recommends
Rivers are born from small trickles and splashings of seeps and springs forced upward from impermeable folds in the earth holding water under pressure to burst or bubble forth into freshening creeks ...
by Polly Syllabic
Comment Count 67 comments on Thu Mar 29, 2012 at 06:01 PM PDT with 88 Recommends
I love that wolves wander freely in the wilder places of Wisconsin. Their secret lives are hidden to most, except to those that care to study, collar and count them. I come only to hear the familiar ...
by Polly Syllabic
Comment Count 30 comments on Sun Mar 18, 2012 at 10:01 AM PDT with 25 Recommends
Sometimes the surprising revelation of embarking on a hardy canoe adventure or the undertaking of a vigorous journey ends quietly by the searching for and the accidental discovery of what the real ...
by Polly Syllabic
Comment Count 47 comments on Sun Mar 11, 2012 at 10:01 AM PDT with 64 Recommends
The first pale echo of an early spring in Wisconsin tugs my ears to the south toward the winding valley. The dogs pause and turn raised curious noses into the southwest wind with alert ears cocked ...
by Polly Syllabic
Comment Count 57 comments on Sun Feb 26, 2012 at 10:01 AM PST with 54 Recommends
Imagine you're sound asleep in the comfort of a quiet dark tent and you are suddenly jarred awake by this... Well, that never happened to me either, that's why I have to imagine hearing the ...
by Polly Syllabic
Comment Count 19 comments on Mon Feb 20, 2012 at 12:55 PM PST with 18 Recommends
The sound of my boots crunching loudly on the icey crust of snow in Wisconsin, in late February, is unusual. I should be needing my snowshoes for a hike in the woods today. I pause to smile at the ...
by Polly Syllabic
Comment Count 26 comments on Thu Feb 16, 2012 at 09:34 AM PST with 16 Recommends