Slush: Springtime slush splashes thick mud on my drenched feet.

Puddles: Playful puddles spread, like puzzle pieces children love.

Rain: “Rain, rain, go away. Come again some other day.”

Ice: Thick ice melts like a rolling raging river.

New leaves: Buds bloom on the trees like a newborn baby taking his first breath.

Grow: In fragrant flowers, green grass, and rushing rivers, nature comes to life.

Sunbathe: Under the sizzling sun, we swim, ski and make s’mores.

Umbrella: I find protection from the scorching sun, like a mama bear protects her cubs.

Muskies: Sizzling Friday fish fries and oil clog my pores.

Mosquitoes: The menacing, miserable critters storm off the water looking for blood.

Endless sunsets: At nightfall on the lake, we relax under the breathtaking sunsets.

Rolling Rivers: Kayaking, fly fishing, hearing jet boats rush by the cabin on the Wisconsin River.

Apple Picking: Walking through the colorful leaves, perfect, precious apples are picked.

Unpredictable: Ever changing weather, like an Indian Summer.

Thanksgiving: We spend time together with family, giving thanks.

Untouched: Beauty of mystic maple tree leaves exchange green leaves for vibrant reds.

Mist: Dreary October days, like gray storm clouds, cry in the sky.

Nuts: Scurrying squirrels go nuts again, it’s cold again like winter.

White: Winter winds blow white, wet snow, like a hungry child crying for food.

Ice: Skating on slippery ice, snowflakes sprinkle from the sky.

Night: Cool, chilly nights as our family sits around the fire enjoying a cup of hot chocolate.

Time: The thermostat turned, and everybody grabs the turtlenecks to stay warm.

Earmuffs: Earmuffs keeping our ears warm as the wind howls past us.

Reindeer: Staying up all night waiting to hear Santa’s reindeer reach the roof.