Tag: Change of seasons

Spring Flowers Muck Below

Daffodilscrowrobbinwatercolor 003Here today in Wisconsin sunshine, above freezing and the dusting of snow we had this week is all gone (except for in deep shadows). Yesterday I was in the winter horse paddock with my high yellow boots on, adding fence. Scout, the lover of food, is determined to get onto pasture. I would love to oblige him, but the pasture is way too wet and would be quickly destroyed by enthused horse hooves.

We had amazing amounts of frost heave this year. Amazing, the ground rising a foot or even more in some trafficked areas. I’m not sure why certain spots heave so much. The ground under my horse trailer came up to nearly touch the underside of the trailer while the wheels stayed down. Two posts supporting our deck rose right through the deck, the others stayed in place. The horse winter area, insulated in many spots by horse manure, is a result of frost heave, thawing, and repeated precipitation … yucky.

So yesterday, in the muck, I became stuck. Really stuck. Thought I was going to take a dive or at least lose my boots – which would be very bad. You know the scene where Dorothy (Wizard of Oz) falls in the pig pen? I totally understand the horror of it. Sham (my old Arabian) came to the rescue and stood there patiently as I used him as a support. Each footfall became a question, “Will I be able to pick that foot up again including the boot?” Suction unreal. I got one foot onto solid ground, holding onto Sham, I still couldn’t get the other foot free. Totally crazy. No wonder Cola hesitates to come out of the run-in shed and then just leaps through to the feeding area.

So I let Sham, my anti-mud hero, have some time on pasture while I caught Scout and escorted him back into the, lets face it, awful muddy area. I’m hoping we’ll have several days of warm, ground drying weather soon. At least they have several good spots to be on and the run in shed is good, but they’re using it as a bathroom — hmm. Nothing to do now but hope for Mother Nature’s bounty.

Meanwhile the daffodils are blooming. Those are tough flowers. Come snow, sleet or frozen nights they still look cheery. I picked these for my husband’s birthday and then photo’d them this morning in a sunny window. Hope you are somewhere the ground isn’t clay infused and mucky.

Ice Creatures

We’re back to cold in Wisconsin – 7 degrees overnight and a high that barely skirts the 20s. Our brief springlike weather has blown over. But there is some melting, dripping, ice forming in the bright sunlight and that’s where the creatures are formed.

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Decorated ice photo – Dragonfly aka Mosquito Dragon photo Jeanine Renzoni
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Ice creature in the honeysuckle vine. Photo Jeanine Renzoni

Dragonfly, serpent gleam;

Delicate bridge, to in between;

Icy drips, aching cold;

Sunlight streams, never old.

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Photo edited to intensify ice frog … – Jeanine Renzoni
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Ice frog in the honeysuckle vine – photo Jeanine Renzoni

Sagging amid the honeysuckle vines,

Amphibian style so reclines,

Frozen in this awkward pose,

When will spring come, no one knows.



Melting, melting, streams, snow going

We can see ground! Really wet ground. The last snowstorm was on Friday, melting started on Saturday, melting geared up on Sunday and today whoohoo rivers of melt water.

The areas where there was walking or driving have deep frost and are bumped up, but the other spots seem to have very little because the snow was so deep.

Water rushing out of the fields and into the ditch, lots of water.
Water rushing out of the fields and onto the next level, lots of water. This is just to the south of my outdoor arena.
River of melt water only flows in spring.
River of melt water only flows in spring. It goes down to our neighbor’s driveway – this year it isn’t overflowing their culvert, surprising, but good for them.
Snow path remnants in orchard (these are snowshoe trails)
Snow path remnants in orchard (these are snowshoe trails)
Dips and rolls in field show up as snow.
Dips and rolls in field show up as snow. There was quite a bit of drifting snow this winter.
Green, we see green!
Green, we see green! Underwater green.

Fall back

We find what we search for – or, if we don’t find it, we become it. – Jessamyn West

It’s become that rainy, gloomy, gray bath of Wisconsin fall and mud is its middle name. Dark is encroaching from both sides. The fall back of the clock this weekend will make little difference.

This is the time of year I zig zag, I go out and come back in sooner than expected. Too wet, too cold, too icky, too dark. Not nice enough to do what I want, when I want. I stay in bed longer in the mornings and go to bed or to reclining chair earlier in the evenings. It’s movie time, dream time, reading time, drawing time, inside lights on time, baking time, crock pot time and a time of rethinking and re-imagining.

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