Yes I know it's Fall. And Fall in Wisconsin explodes like nowhere else in all of its colorful flamboyancy. But I'm still stuck on Summer, and I love that one time my sister and I took the boys and visited Wakanda Park in Menomonie for one last late Summer hiking excursion.
After a brief escapade on the playground the boys took all their pent up energy out on the rugged nature trails winding through a wildlife reserve, a thick forest and a long narrow walking bridge that meanders through the swamp. We found delightful sticks, gathered acorns and cool pebbles, made friends with bugs, discovered leaf skeletons, and breathed in the wild country air before we ended up at one of the boat landings to throw rocks into the murky green Menomin waters.
This particular boat landing holds some special memories for me. The water was clearer back then and the sun had begun to set some nine years ago on an evening in May when that man I married got down on one knee and told me he wanted to spend the rest of his life with me.
And not to fear, my friends, I have some lovely Fall images forthcoming. But for now, let's rewind just a little bit, because Summer is never long enough.