Happy St. Patrick’s Day, all you Irish! Especially you, MKM! (My grandmother, Marian Keefe McFarland…at one time her family name was O’Keefe, I hear. RIP)
After my Old World Wisconsin visit, we went into the Kettle Moraine State Forest to picnic, and found a spot at Paradise Springs. Except for a group of excited girls walking the loop trail for a while, it was very quiet. Humanly quiet, that is. We heard Sand Hill cranes and red squirrels and Spring peepers and an owl and chickadees and robins and red-winged blackbirds and cardinals and the bubbling sound from the running spring. We made a fire from downed wood to grill our Italian sausage. After supper, we walked around, and I took some pictures.
All around, things are looking greener. Today we’re heading to the east side of Milwaukee to find a spot near Lake Michigan to sit and read aloud. We’re working on Hermann Hesse’s Narcissus and Goldmund. Steve wants to take me to a restaurant called “Beans and Barley” for lunch. The temperature is supposed to reach 75 F, so there will probably be lots of people on the beach, I’m sure. How are you spending this spring Saturday?