A Walk to the Mine Pit

It’s December, and we’re finally having the weather we should’ve had in November–not that I’m complaining. The trees are all frosted, so I’ve decided to take a walk with my camera down to the local mine pit.

I’m nearing the pit now, and the ground falls away beneath my feet. This is the scary part for an old man on foot; one misstep could lead to a floundering in the snow at best, or perhaps a broken hip with a less fortunate landing. I press on.

I’ve made it down to the water level. The wind coming off the open water is especially nasty, and the cold seems to blow right through my clothes.

It’s too cold to hang around long, so I’m snapping a few quickies before I start up the hill again. My fingers are frozen, and it’s hard to handle the camera.

I begin the slippery ascent, but when I take a look back, I see an ice formation in the water that looks to me like an angel. I hope that’s not a sign concerning my walk home.

–Photos by me

first snow 2024

first snow

here we go

temps will drop

winds will blow

car won’t start

late for work

snowplow man

what a jerk

but wait a sec

it’s not that bad

i didn’t mean

to make you sad

the holidays

are almost here

a gift of joy

a time of cheer

and so i hope

you understand

i love the winter

wonderland

–photo by me

Meet the Blynx

I took this photo about a year ago of what I thought was a mama lynx, but since then, a friend of mine from the DNR told me it’s an extremely rare blynx– a hybrid between a lynx and a bobcat. The first one was discovered in Minnesota in 2003, but they put a tracking collar on it that was too tight, and the poor cat starved to death. Since then, they’ve been found in Maine and Michigan as well.

there once was a bobcat named jinx

who had a hot date with a lynx,

and the two, in a rush,

took a roll in the brush,

and promptly created the blynx

–Photo by me