stuck in the middle

Officially, it’s spring. But in reality, we’re in seasonal limbo. Ready for the beach, but still putting away the sleds. Longing to sweat, but still shaking off the chill. It all hangs in the balance from day to day – sunscreen or snowstorm? Only time will tell.

blog033015_betweenseasons87/365: nokomis beach, between seasons

*This wooden walkway is the winter sidewalk leading to ice skating rinks on the lake.

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tangled up in blue skies

There is nothing like the revelation of spring in the north country. Temperatures in the sixties, sunshine warming our skin, and not a cloud in the sky. It feels like the whole world is smiling.

blog031115_blue sky69/365: blue sky

pure, unedited March sky

these days are numbered

It was written in the receding line of snow at our neighborhood sledding hill – the last day of sledding for a while. Maybe for the season. With a string of 50 degree days ahead, the world is utterly transformed.

blog030815_last sledding day66/365: sledding hill

Today’s post title is also the title of a song by The Head & the Heart. We fell in love with this band after seeing them play live at Festival Palomino last fall.