keep looking up

Given my inimitable skill in reporting the obvious, it has to be said:  Spring has sprung in Minnesota! Windy, brisk and sunny it still feels like late winter but trees and grass have greened nicely. The lakes have thawed, boats are out and Canada Geese continue to squabble over property rights. Best of all the weeping willows along with Goldfinches have been changing into their golden attire. Skies are clear blue, when they're not grey, and the clouds seem more to move with more abandon now.

Comparison is the thief of joy.  Theodore Roosevelt

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Can I have extra sauce with that taco, please?

Yes, indeedy. . .that was me sitting in my car in the Taco Bell parking lot, waiting for the sun to come up over the lake yesterday. I subscribe to that old adage that all good things come to those who wait and.wait I did.  It was worth it to see this big sun emerge from those gray clouds.

And, as an added bonus, I received my first mosquito bite of the new season! It might just be a long, long summer...

I'm linking my Minnesota sky to Skywatch Friday where you can see many other sky views from all over the planet.

To the best of our knowledge, our Sun is the only star proven to grow vegetables.    

 Philip Scherrer

that 'determined dawn'

Looking back to the end of autumn, 2011, I remember this sky. The rays of that rising sun were shining through the clouds and reflected on Island Lake. Stunning light and shadows.

Linking to Skywatch Friday where the sky is the star of the week.

Already determined dawn began to lay

In place across a cloud the slender ray

For prying across a cloud the slender ray

For prying beneath and forcing the lids of sight,

And loosing the pent-up music of over-night.

from The Valley's singing Day by Robert Frost

what a difference an hour makes up north

At 6:30 this morning I took this photo from my usual spot at Caribou Coffee as the sun was pouring in from the east. A lovely sight, warm and full of promise of a sunny day. What a contrast to the photo below taken in my front yard close to an hour later where big fluffy snowflakes are falling.

I had intended to wax poetic as I posted the first photo for Skywatch Friday all about how there is a definite sweetness in March, a little preview of spring and all that. Will save that for next time and link this contradiction to Skywatch Friday here.

♥

just call me Scooter

I am in the midst of a winter whiteout, ennui has set in while the sky stays white with occasional bursts of sunlight or buttermilk. [overheard at the gym: one lady, 'is that the sun I see?, next lady: 'yeah, but catch it quick. Keeping up with the sky around here will give you whip lash!]



There's nothing in my archive that I can find interesting enough to post. Maybe I will joint Scooter and take up ice cream painting. Or maybe I'll just eat the ice cream. Either way, here's wishing you a 'sunny' Monday.

here we go again

Up north we had a bit of Leap day oddness in the form of several inches of fresh snow overnight. We've had buttermilk skies off and on all week so this photo is a pretty good example to be added to Skywatch Friday shots.