Poetic Clock

 

Last night, sometime after I had drifted off to sleep, my FitBit suddenly started to buzz. In my groggy state, I was sure it was a notification about an attack on our country, but when I looked at it, it said: "YOUR TIME IS UP." That was a bit disconcerting! But at least there is probably a logical explanation, like that I somehow set a timer on it. Tonight at Night Prayer I mentioned this, and Anna Banana II said that yesterday her husband's clock radio had suddenly turned on, and another person said an alarm clock that hadn't worked in twenty years suddenly started ringing, but Richard Bonomo had the freakiest story of all. He claims that his mother's digital clock, in the middle of the night, will suddenly switch from showing numbers to scrolling bad poetry - she called it "doggerel." I asked if he was sure she hadn't been dreaming this, but he thought it could happen. So I googled clocks that show poetry, and there are some that do it on purpose, but you'd think you'd know what you're getting when you bought it.

As promised, here are some photos from this weekend. Friday evening Travalon was watching his old high school team, the Pewaukee Pirates, who were apparently playing a school called Eiseenhower?

I liked this sign in the coffeehouse in Hartland.

Here are some things we saw on the Ice Age Trail in Hartland. Here is a pretty bridge:

Here is a giant puffball:

Another bridge:

We had to go under the highway on the trail:

And this is the Bark River, a very pretty little river:

The path went alongside it, and along the path were the pages of a children's book. 

This is a new Catholic church they are building in town, called St. Charles:

These next photos are from the Lapham Peak segment of the Ice Age Trail, which was decorated for an upcoming Fright Night Hike. Here we have Travalon with candelabras!

I am at the Gates of ... Heck?

I love these punny gravestones!

This is a shot overlooking Vernon Marsh:

I bought this little piece of pottery in an antiques shop in Mukwonago. It glows under blacklight.

They had a huge display there of glassware that glowed under blacklight.

Here are some shots of the interior of the beautiful Pabst Theater:

Travalon took these photos on our walk in Cross Plains yesterday:

We saw a blue heron.

Then he went to Governor Nelson State Park while I was doing Irish, and he saw lots of color.

There is starting to be some color on campus too.

I hit another DuoLingo milestone today:

And here are some photos from when Travalon was hiking on the Scuppernong segment of the Ice Age Trail last week while I was hanging out with Tiffy. First, some cute mushrooms.

Here's the man himself!

And here are photos of the trail.

Does it make you want to get out there and hike? If you haven't been on the Ice Age Trail before, and you go with us this month, we get five bonus miles for taking a newbie out. We may not need them, though, because we already got ten bonus miles for visiting a Trail Business at a fourth Trail Community, and five for posting on social media with the correct hashtag. And who's to say we won't actually be able to hike forty-three miles by the end of the month?

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