Grits and Purls

Spinning yarns about the grit of life

My daughter and I took full advantage of the first mild weekend of the spring season. We traveled west to Magnolia Bluff County Park for an early morning hike. Magnolia Bluff is the second highest point in Rock County, and if you hike to the west lookout of this sandstone/limestone bluff around sunset, apparently you …

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Normally Midwest winter-to-spring transitions are subtle events, with gradually warming days, slowly melting snow retreating to brown grass and mud puddles, and the return of one new species of animal, plant and insect at a time. There was nothing subtle about Saturday. It was like the southern Springs of my childhood, when one day you …

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“It’s a beautiful day. It’s a beautiful day. It’s a beautiful day for singing. Singing. Singing. It’s a beautiful day for singing.” I pushed. My daughter sang as she soared skyward in the swing. I picked up the second verse, “It’s a beautiful day for swinging…” “Maahm… you’re so silly. Saturday and Sunday were indeed …

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