The symbols I'm decorating this page with are traditional Japanese calligraphy called Shodo. They have been used in Japan for 1,300 years. I think they add to the feelings of the poems.
Saturday, June 30, 2007
Some Haiku For the Muse Day
The symbols I'm decorating this page with are traditional Japanese calligraphy called Shodo. They have been used in Japan for 1,300 years. I think they add to the feelings of the poems.
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Labels: haiku, Japanese calligraphy, Muse Day
Monday, June 25, 2007
Horicon, Homes, Cemeteries and the Marsh
The large maple on the left was planted the day Lincoln was buried!
This is now the home of the Historical Society.
I guess the Garden Club is no more. But this is quite well kept and someone was beginning to replant the garden when we were there.
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An angelic one and a very old one.
And some sad ones.
Both of these cemeteries were mainly populated by German families and were out in the country. They were both well kept and quite peaceful. I'm sure they didn't mind us visiting.
And yes, we did get to canoe the Marsh. We luckily decided to just paddle around and not take the long trip. Things started out really well and the water was like glass. We saw cormorants, Great Blue Herons, turtles, and pelicans. The water lilies were just coming into bloom and I got a few nice pictures of them.
Notice the flower has holes chewed in it.
A map of the Marsh taped on the prow of the canoe. I was in front and Cindy had the harder job in the back.
And, lastly, here is a present I bought for Steve at the Blue Heron Landing canoe rental business. He just loves it and so do I.
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Labels: Canoeing, Cindy, Grave stones and Markers, John Deere, metal heron, Old homes of Horicon, Smoke Bush, swallow's nest
Sunday, June 24, 2007
A Step Back In Time
There is such a feeling of elegance, warmth, and charm it took my breath away. It far surpassed the pictures on the site.
Cindy relaxing in the double chair.
Pictures of the parlor and breakfast room. The weather was so nice that we ate on an enclosed porch off of the dining area.
This was stuffed French toast, sausage, Parmesan potatoes, juice, and a beginning fruit course of pineapple pieces with maple cream and toasted coconut. Excellent and very filling!
Amazing and original 1902 stained glass windows! They caught the western sun and were beautiful. This picture is a few steps from our room, looking down the stairs. There were Oriental style rugs covering most of the wood floors but the wide stairway was worn smooth and creaked wonderfully when ever we stepped on it.
This quaint little desk on the second floor housed a computer that was available to guests.
Our room was called the Country Nectar and was the largest of the four. The window seat was a really nice touch as well as the fire place. We didn't use the whirlpool but I'm sure it was quite sumptuous. And the four poster was super comfortable.
The best part of all was that we had the entire Inn to ourselves. The family lived on the third floor and came and went on a set of back stairs (as the servants would have many years ago). They had two teenage sons who we never saw or heard. The first floor consisted of the parlor divided into three seating areas - one for conversation, one for reading or relaxing and a game table spot. It was very large and cozy at the same time. At the front door was a covered porch with a swing and wicker furniture that ran the width of the house. The breakfast room had a lovely breakfront and original fireplace and the screened in dining porch was a few steps down. All decorated so tastefully and there were so many little touches here and there I can't begin to explain them. Also off the main foyer was a music room with a woefully out of tune piano (I could only play it for a little while) and an ancient pedal organ. The room also doubled as a tiny gift shop as well. What made everything so magical was the artful way little speakers were placed here and there and soft piano music was always playing. As if someone was practicing in some far off room. I came downstairs late at night and sat on the couch and pretended I was living in another age and there was a small recital going on in my big mansion and I had just stepped away for a breath of air. Cindy and I were not so "gentile" as that though. The first night we sat on the smaller porch and she drank beer and we laughed and laughed until 1:30. We got pretty loud and had a fantastic time. The second night I had a bottle of champagne and some orange juice, mixed the two and I drank half the bottle! (That is very odd since I never drink. )We played Scrabble at the game table and again laughed and made a lot of noise. Cindy won by a hair but didn't have any champagne either. Those times I will cherish forever. It was so good to forget about everything and just enjoy myself. And, of course, Cindy loved it too.
The two days were over so quickly, but we packed a lot into them. In my next blog I'll explain what we did and what we saw. Bye for now, Alyssa
P.S. If anyone is coming to south central Wisconsin, I highly recommend the Honey Bee Inn. It's only an hours drive from Milwaukee and less from Madison. It will be a "step back in time" for you too.
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Labels: Cindy, Honey Bee Inn
Tuesday, June 19, 2007
A Little Vacation
Due to its importance to wildlife, Horicon Marsh has been designated as a "Wetland of International Importance" and a "Globally Important Bird Area." Horicon Marsh is both a state wildlife area and national wildlife refuge.
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Labels: Cindy, Honey Bee Inn, Horicon Marsh
Sunday, June 17, 2007
Bloom Day and Bloom's Day
A literary note: The phrase "Bloom's Day" has been developed from the great work of James Joyce, Ulysses. It is the extremely detailed, symbolic and sometimes maddening literary work telling of one day in the life of Leopold Bloom and his emotional and physical journey through 1904 Dublin on June 16th. The characters mirror the individuals who people the epic poem of Homer's Odyssey . It is quite a difficult read and I've been tackling it bit by bit with the help of a reader's guide - it is interesting, but tough, going. I choose to savor his wonderful writing in very small bites - much easier to digest. Anyway, back to Bloom's Day.
Bloomsday—June 16th—is an annual celebration among Joyce fans throughout the world, from Fort Lauderdale to Melbourne. It is celebrated in at least sixty countries worldwide, but nowhere so imaginatively, of course, as in Dublin. There the events of Leopold Bloom's day are reenacted by anyone who cares to participate, and his itinerary is followed all across Dublin.
I find it very interesting that a book that is not easily accessible to the general reader (myself included) has garnered such a seemingly intense and staunch audience.
The large part of my gardening is finished and now there will be the occasional weeding, watering, and deadheading. That, to me, is the easy part. We've had a hot and dry week here and each night when I get home, I'm watering container plantings. It's fun to do in the dark because I hear and smell things that are only apparent at night.
Larkspur and Coreopsis
Petunias and a pig and Dianthus
Iceberg and Nearly Wild
... Stella de Oro and Madame Hardy
Window boxes under our bedroom window .....with pretty Goat's Beard
Lovely petunias, Alyssum and a lone daylily
The gardens are so beautiful now and I'm full of satisfaction.
Bye for now,
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Labels: Bloom's Day, James Joyce