Author Archives: Linda Schaub

It is nearly five years since my mom has been gone, yet her various “momisms” still ring true, and, I am often reminded of them. I define her “momisms” as those voice-of-experience pearls of wisdom, dispensed in small doses, as … Continue reading →

That wind was whipping around at 22 miles per hour when I departed for my walk today. Not many leaves had fallen around my house as of yesterday, but they sure were scattered here, there and everywhere by the time … Continue reading →

The fog came on little cat feet once again this early morning. I always loved that poem by Carl Sandburg. Here in Lincoln Park, there wasn’t as much pea soup as the other ‘burbs – it was just mighty misty. … Continue reading →

Well, today we turned the calendar page over to October. The chill in the air this morning certainly felt like October, and it sure seems like the last couple of days, more and more leaves are littering the sidewalk. I … Continue reading →

The string of beautiful Summer-like days continues. At the tail end of my trip yesterday I found myself at mile #400, so I started off mile #401 by trekking to my favorite little nature nook. My boss decided to linger … Continue reading →

I think Mother Nature has now redeemed herself for the many rainy days we’ve endured this Summer, not to mention the horrible Winter and miserable Spring. Perhaps she has taken pity on us here in Southeast Michigan and concedes that … Continue reading →

Mother Nature has outdone herself this week, but today was something special. There was just the smallest hint of fog when I left the house this morning, and by the time I arrived at Council Point Park, the sun was … Continue reading →

No, the spellchecker did not suddenly go wacky … nor did I, but walking through Council Point Park on this foggy Friday had some mystical qualities to be sure. In my early morning jaunt, as the mist cast a cloak … Continue reading →

You won’t hear a soul complaining about it either. I hustled out of the house as soon as it was light to get in two laps at the Park to add another five miles toward my goal. I chitchatted with … Continue reading →

Weather folklore or folly tells us that certain critters’ characteristics in the Fall are a precursor to a brutal Winter. The lowly woolly caterpillar’s coloring, the width of a squirrel’s bushy tail, and, even the increased shedding by horses and … Continue reading →