One room schoolhouses not only educated young minds but also on some Saturday evenings, the desks would be pushed to the side as the community gathered for a dance. Lively music would come from the piano and other instruments as neighbors visited, danced and enjoyed the evening.
A few stray snowflakes fell this morning so not enough new snow for ski lovers and even though there has been a few colder days, open water still exists in front of the ice caves on Lake Superior so no strolling by the frozen world this year yet.
Some people and some things are greedy and old man winter is one of them as he steals most of autumn and part of spring. He doesn’t look at the calendar and see he is only supposed to have three months and especially not this winter since it snowed a week and a half after autumn started. Autumn should holler and stomp its feet but instead it quietly slips away after a brief appearance and the evidence of its passing soon becomes buried under the snow.
A sunny winter morning can look pretty after a new snowfall or frost formation, but normally by the time it warms up enough to venture outside, the wind has blown the snow off the trees and this morning it looks like it is snowing again with snow coming off the tree limbs.
One hobby I had as a kid was collecting stamps and at the time, I didn’t pay a lot of attention to what was on the stamps but more on which stamps I was missing. A few had more meaning to me, places I had seen like Devils Tower, youth groups I was in like FFA and 4-H, the stamps dealing with Wisconsin and the six cent sheep stamp.
Mixed in the three cents stamp is one honoring the four chaplains who gave comfort and gave up their life jackets when the United States Army Transport Dorchester sank after being hit by torpedo on February 3, 1943. The four Army chaplains brought hope in despair and light in darkness and as the ship went down, survivors in nearby rafts could see the four chaplains–arms linked and braced against the slanting deck when more than 670 men died.
Traditionally, the first Sunday in February is Four Chaplains Sunday and the local American Legion veterans rotate between the area churches to honor what the long forgotten three cent stamp found in my collection called “these immortal chaplains”.
Groundhog Day is a holiday celebrated on February 2 in the United States and Canada. According to folklore, if it is cloudy when a groundhog emerges from its burrow on this day then spring will come early. If it is sunny, the groundhog will supposedly see its shadow and retreat back into its burrow, and the winter weather will continue for six more weeks.
The groundhog, also known as a woodchuck, or whistle-pig, is a rodent of the family Sciuridae, belonging to the group of large ground squirrels. If any rodent ventured out on this cold morning, the groundhog, or even a ground squirrel like pictured, would have seen its shadow so a long winter ahead.
The new month is starting out colder but it will take a string of cold days to create ice thick enough to walk on to view the ice caves like last year and to catch the golden glow of the setting sun.
The month is coming to a end, typically the coldest month of the winter season but it was a warmer January this year even though most days were still below freezing so not warm enough for summertime yellow flowers.
I haven’t ventured to Amnicon Falls State Park in the winter time to see the river frozen over and the landscape covered in white. It has been a warmer January so I wonder if there is some open water. I wouldn’t mind visiting the falls and Horton bridge again, as each season offers a different sight from the rushing water of springtime melting changing to the summer greenery that fades to a quieter falls in the autumn with orange and yellow backdrop until the barren trees are blanketed in white again, ready to repeat the cycle.
The rolling hills of Wisconsin currently are not showing patches of various shades green from crops and pasture land since covered with a layer of snow instead.