Saturday, March 2, 2013

Frosty February Melting


February, the shortest month of the year, is full of many magical happenings.   I have always considered this month to be the month for lovers.  Not only because of Valentine’s Day observed mid-month, but by also noticing this is the time of year when nature starts to become a little gentler, a little softer, even during its snow storms.  The outside world begins to soften up a little bit, as do our hearts as we long for the arrival of spring.

We had many inches of snowfall this month and may be why our ancestors named February’s full moon the Full Snow Moon.  February has definitely earned its full moon name this year by blessing us with a mighty snow day at the very end of the month.  Out here in Saukville, and north of us in Sheboygan County, we received a good 10-12 inches here and some Sheboygan Counties reported nearly two feet of the stuff!

In the olden days by this time of winter, many people began to have very empty cellars and cupboards.  All the produce, meat, and dairy products strategically grown, harvested and put up during the growing months would nearly be all used up.  Unfortunately and fortunately, in our house, the opportunity to grow our own produce was a much needed blessing.  Supplementing our garden, farm pickings, community shared agriculture (CSA) share, and my husband’s fishing and hunting bounty; all were nearly able to sustain us for most of the cold months.  The unfortunate part is that I did not estimate our food needs just right and now need to depend on our local food store and some grocery stores to keep us fed until the green world emerges again. The past year’s growing months had definitely been a learning experience.

It’s nearly the first of March as I write this entry.  As I sit near our living room window, looking out by the trees and bird feeders, I heard the first robin call of the year.  I take the robins song as my queue to begin my garden planning shortly. 

Tuesday, January 29, 2013

Winter December/January



So far it’s been an interesting winter. In December we had our first winter storm of the season. The West Bend area reported 16 inches of snow! Since that storm, we have experienced ranging temperatures anywhere from 10 below to today’s high of 59 degrees in Port Washington. While on a winter hike this afternoon, I kept feeling warm breezes blowing in from the west and icy mist breezes coming off of Lake Michigan.

It is strange to hear robins singing in late January. I also heard water running all through Lions Den Gorge on my hike and could not help but sing with the robins a sacred chant:

The river is flowing
Flowing and growing
The river is flowing
Down to the sea

Mother carry me
Your child I will always be
Mother carry me
Down to the sea

A fresh water sea, that is. I followed the bluff trail down the winding path through the gorge all the way to the beach. Even with all the movement of the water rushing down the gorge and the crashing waves of Lake Michigan, most of forest was still fast asleep in winter’s embrace. In fact, the songs of birds and the rushing water were the only sounds I heard. The moss on the west side of the cedar trees was bright green and lush, though chilly to the touch, its soft and vibrant green warmed my spirit with the promise of spring.