Watching the snow come down this morning makes it look more like Christmas than approaching Thanksgiving. I suppose some are happy to see the snow but I’m not ready for snow yet this year.
Winter Is Coming
Picture of the Day for November 9, 2014
This Sunday’s picture is another non-white rural church but does have a slight connection with last week’s picture. Last week’s church was rebuilt after a tornado and was where my mom attended as a child and this week’s church was rebuilt after a fire on a winter morning in 1945. (Since I wasn’t born yet, I don’t know if the original church was white or not.) The present structure was finished in 1952 and is where I have attended most of my life. It is also the church from which we held the funeral services for my father last month and today some of dad’s relatives are coming to visit since the snow storm won’t arrive until tomorrow.
St. Bridget’s Church
Picture of the Day for November 8, 2014
The fallen leaves might have more than rain drops on them if the weather predictions are right as they might be covered in a foot of snow.
Changing Seasons
Picture of the Day for November 7, 2014
Since Halloween is was last Friday, this Friday I can post a non-black cat picture. While ‘Stripe’ might be named for the character from the Gremlin movie, her personality is sweet like Gizmo and not a meanie like some of the other kittens in this batch.
Sweet Stripe
Picture of the Day for November 6, 2014
The view at the upper falls on the Amnicon River has changed from two months ago. In September when this picture was taken, the trees were all green yet while last month the turning leaves would have added a array of colors on the scene. This month the trees would be bare except the evergreens and soon the ground will be white and ice forming on the water. Maybe next year I can head up north to see the falls in the autumn glorious colors.
Amnicon Upper Falls
Picture of the Day for November 5, 2014
It is another November gloomy day with rain and snow flakes flying in the air and so soon this barn will have fields of white instead of fields of green grass.
Changing Weather
Picture of the Day for November 4, 2014
In seems like a blink of an eye, the colorful maple leaves disappear and end up on the ground leaving bare limbs until spring returns after a long winter.
Vanished Red
Picture of the Day for November 3, 2014
The gray days of November reveal mostly barren trees and grass turning brown from the freezing temperatures at night with Old Man Winter coming around the bend and will cover everything white soon.
Coming Around the Bend
Picture of the Day for November 2, 2014
While this not the typical white rural church picture I normally would post on some Sundays, this church is still a rural church in a small village of less than 800 people in the farming community of Plain in southwestern Wisconsin.
It is actually the fifth Catholic church built in Plain after a cyclone in 1918 destroyed the the third church, leaving only the steeple. The parishioners decided not to rebuild on the site where the first church was built in 1861 and the where the second and third church had also been built on, especially after a visiting priest made this comment on the old location, “A location, which even seemed to draw down the disapproval of God in destroying the third attempt to build in the poorest place in Plain – to erect a beautiful House of God in a hole surrounded by unsightly horse sheds.”
My great grandfather was one of the majority who voted yes to rebuild at a new location and so a combination church and school was built in 1919 on a new location and served as the fourth church until this fifth and current church was completed in 1940. On the left of the picture, a corner of the combination church and school building can be seen which still serves as the elementary and middle school now but also served as the high school in the past where my mom and her siblings attended.
St. Luke Catholic Church
Picture of the Day for November 1, 2014
With the temperature getting down to 16 last night, I think the last lonely hollyhock blossom got rather stiff since the pail of water outside had two inches of ice in it. I rather be seeing the first blossom of the year and not the last one.
End of the Blossoms
