“Let’s be wildflowers; let our souls be scattered by the wind. Let us grow, wild and free, tall and brave, in the places that we dream, in the places where our longings are filled. Let us grow between the cracks of brokenness, and we will make everything beautiful.” G.C.
After a rainy day, the clouds lined up pretty good for a shot of the Mississippi Mist fountain display in downtown Muscatine. It’s a cool fountain and I mean that in every sense of the word. Its ornamentally designed to mimic the old steamboat smoke stacks and is a terrific spot to cool off on … Read more
An evening at the Pine Creek Grist Mill is always a relaxing, seemingly timeless, experience. Were it not for the approaching sunset it would be easy to think that time simply stood still there. But nightfall brings on new life and vibrancy as Little Brown Bats begin to emerge from the mill. It’s great fun … Read more
I’ve been spending some time with this old clammer lately. It’s just a matter of trying to get a good, cloud based background with a little color it in. Some Iowa sunsets, particularly those mixed with a little foul weather, can help. This sculpture, named Mississippi Harvest was done by Illinois artist, Erik Blome, and … Read more
Make no mistake, this beauty rules the backyard feeders. I used to think Blue Jays or Red Bellied Woodpeckers were pretty bossy. They’d announce their arrival well ahead of time, and if any other birds where near the feeder they wanted to command, they were soon shown the door. But try to scrap with this … Read more
