I Speak for the Trees

Trees

 

“I am the Lorax, I speak for the trees, for the trees have no tongues,” wrote Dr. Seuss.

Lorax, will you speak for me? Tell Elm and Hackberry I am sorry. I had no choice.

The Perfect Branch

March 7, 2014

March 7, 2014

Yes, Winter, you are beautiful, but goodbye. There is a sea change in the weather today. No heading to the thermostat first thing in the morning, daffodils racing to see which can bloom first, coats hanging unneeded  in the closet, and tinges of pale green showing up in trees and shrubs.  Only one day, and I’ve already forgotten about your ice and snow, your slick highways, closed schools and frozen water lines.

I do have pictures – in case I get nostalgic.

Frozen

March 3, 2014 - Frozen

March 3, 2014 – Frozen

Beautiful, yes, but single digit temperatures, freezing rain and wind did some damage at Radnor over the weekend. The icicles are pointing sideways on this tree because it fell over!  Poor buds, swelling to pop open in what used to be considered spring, now encased in ice. Frozen and doomed.

Une Perle

March 4, 2014 - Une Perle

March 4, 2014 – Une Perle

Mardi Gras celebrations leave trees dripping with green, gold and purple beads.  At Radnor Lake during Mardi Gras this year, Mother Nature liked the idea, but used ice and silver in her decorating scheme.  Laissez les bon temps rouler!

Out My Window

Lightdance 365, Feb 14 - OUT MY WINDOW

Lightdance 365, Feb 14 – OUT MY WINDOW

We stayed in a great VBRO house in Ann Arbor last weekend. It is one of two older houses that remain on a downtown street that has been taken over by business and university buildings. Much more fun than a motel room, great for walking to many points of interest, and for window views of an Ann Arbor winter. The first is a porch column taken from the front door.

Snowfall in Ann Arbor

Snowfall in Ann Arbor

This is the house next door taken from our kitchen window. The snow falling might be described as chunky. The same snow falling in Nashville causes panic attacks and a run on all the grocery stores.

Icicles

Icicles

Ann Arbor, on this Valentine’s Day weekend, is a city of icicles decorating all the houses and glittering in the sun.  Pretty.

Icicles

Icicles

The trees are loaded with icicles, too, this one beside our kitchen window. I remember growing up in this environment. I loved it. What happened between Michigan and Tennessee to make me dread the sight of a snowflake? It must have something to do with uncleared roads, cars running into each other, schools closed, and frozen water lines.

Eeek!

Eeek!

Walker! Walker! How did you end up in that snowbank!?

Upside Down

Lightdance 365, Feb. 18, 2014 - UPSIDE DOWN

Lightdance 365, Feb. 18, 2014 – UPSIDE DOWN

It felt like spring at Radnor this morning, and everywhere I looked I saw a painting.

Entertainment

Lightdance 365, Feb 16, 2014 - ENTERTAINMENT

Lightdance 365, Feb 16, 2014 – ENTERTAINMENT

On Sunday afternoon during our Ann Arbor weekend, some of us went to see the Michigan/Wisconsin basketball game………..

Michigan Basketball-1

BAsketball-3

BAsketball-2

BAsketball-1

…………and some of us went to see “Lego”.

Lego-2

Lego-1

Guess which one I went to. Hint –  the top and sides of the block “M”  have been chopped off. Great picture anyway. I love that William will consent to be in photos now.  Soooo entertaining!

I Want to go Back to Michigan

Lightdance 365, Feb. 13, 2014 - I Want to go Back to Michigan

Lightdance 365, Feb. 13, 2014 – I Want to go Back to Michigan

I want to go back to Michigan, to dear Ann Arbor town.  I want to go back, I gotta go back, to Michigan. I did go back to dear Ann Arbor town last weekend.  Michigan snow, Michigan sledding, Michigan basketball, and these are my Michigan men, decked out for all that snow in Maize and Blue.

Ice-olated

Lightdance 365, Feb. 6, 2014 - ICE-OLATED

Lightdance 365, Feb. 6, 2014 – ICE-OLATED

I’ve never seen Radnor iced over  before this morning. Lake was iced, road and trails were iced, snow fell around us, no other walkers in sight. Ice-olated!

Teamwork

Lightdance 365, February 5, 2014 - TEAM

Lightdance 365, February 5, 2014 – TEAM

These two are a team. Shadow waits joyfully at the door when it’s time for Walker to come home, and will not leave his side. How does he know what time it is, anyway?! Shadow lets Walker carry him in any position and never moves or struggles to get more comfortable. Walker lets Shadow sleep on his head.

A few days ago they worked hand in paw to rid their home of that fearsome, nasty rodent – the mouse. In the beginning of the story, the Mother did what all sensible people do when a mouse jumps out of the bag of cat food they are pouring. She screamed, threw the bag at the bowls and ran out of the room, telling the boys to continue eating their breakfast while she escaped upstairs to get ready for the day. They and the cats, Shadow and Roo, could figure out the mouse disaster without her.

From her safe distance she could hear screaming, laughing, cheering and clattering, but she did not interfere since it sounded positive in terms of the mouse not winning. The racket had settled down when she heard Walker yell to William, “It’s alive!!!!!”, and then, more screaming, cheering, laughing and clattering.

Silence again, and then the sound of Walker’s voice telling William to open the front door for him wafted up the stairs. The door opened, and closed, and Walker, now at the bottom of the stairs, announced, “You don’t have worry about the mouse anymore, Mom.  I put him outside.”

“What? You did what? Was he alive or dead? How?”

Walker said calmly that it was alive. It had been bitten once when Shadow first caught it, and then Walker had picked it up with a paper towel and put it outside.

Walker earned some street cred with his mother and big brother that morning. William looked at Walker entirely differently, and when they got to school they proudly marched in arm in arm through the big kids’ door. Shadow may have wondered why his prize was taken away, but if Walker wanted it that way, there would be no complaining. Team in place. Emergency met. Walker is seven, Shadow isn’t even one year old.

For future planning, Walker says he’s good with dead animals, but he does not do bugs of any kind, dead or alive.

Team 1

Team 2

Team 3