Bruce Siebold
Sphinx Caterpillar
While weeding my flower garden, I happened upon this unusual and beautiful caterpillar. Soon it will become Wisconsin's largest flying...
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Bruce Siebold
Jul 31, 20221 min read
Sharing The Land
Each morning for several days this gray fox greeted me as I placed my bird feeders out for the day. She would stand near the edge of the...
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Bruce Siebold
Jul 10, 20221 min read
A Mindful Morning Moment
In the quiet of night, the Earth Mother sprinkled rain drops upon the corkscrew plant's stem, As the early morning sun climbed into the...
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Bruce Siebold
Jun 5, 20221 min read
When The Lilacs Bloom
Born under the lilac tree, the fawn's first smells were the fragrances from purple lilacs, yellow dandelions and green grass. The...
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Bruce Siebold
May 1, 20221 min read
Knocking At My Door
The bear slowly stood and stretched his shaky legs, yawned, and after five months of sleeping, emerged from the safety of his winter den....
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Bruce Siebold
Apr 10, 20221 min read
Eagle's Spirit Soaring
The bald eagle was a frequent visitor to Eighty Acres. With a six foot wing span it effortlessly floated upon the wind currents seldom...
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Bruce Siebold
Jan 9, 20221 min read
Night Visitor
While I slept I did not stir as the snow gently fell upon Eighty Acres. For who can hear a snowflake fall? Flake upon flake falling from...
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Bruce Siebold
Nov 14, 20211 min read
The Future Foretold
In October I sit under the bold leafy umbrella of my spirit tree, seeking refuge and renewal from the noise of everyday life. If I am...
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Bruce Siebold
Nov 7, 20211 min read
Swallowed By The Night
Last evening the Earth Mother struck a match and set the western horizon on fire. Then ever so slowly the fire went out, swallowed by the...
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Bruce Siebold
Oct 31, 20211 min read
Smoke As A Metaphor
Consider smoke as a metaphor for one's life. Whether it is smoke from a cigarette, camp fire or chimney, what begins in an orderly...
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Bruce Siebold
Oct 24, 20211 min read
A Special Day
At the end of the this day...there was a hush over Eighty Acres, as shadows and leaves fell and the sun slowly tipped over the earth's...
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Bruce Siebold
Oct 10, 20211 min read
Moon Over St. Katherine's Lutheran Church
St. Katherine's Lutheran church with its hillside graveyard, sits about one mile away from Eighty Acres. During my walks near the eastern...
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Bruce Siebold
Oct 3, 20211 min read
Dahlia's Final Days
As I turned the calendar page to October, I knew this month will bring the first fall frost and the dahlia's season will end. As usual,...
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Bruce Siebold
Sep 19, 20211 min read
Such A Bargain!
The largest butterflies in North America, the Giant Swallowtails, with their 5-6 inch wing spans, are frequent visitors to Eighty Acres...
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Bruce Siebold
Sep 12, 20211 min read
If I Were A Painter
If I were a painter, I would paint my life the colors of dahlias. Each day I would begin with a blank canvas and paint with only big,...
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Bruce Siebold
Aug 29, 20211 min read
Perhaps
In the days ahead, the Fall season will arrive on Eighty Acres. It will be a time when the Earth Mother sends her song birds on their...
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Bruce Siebold
Aug 1, 20211 min read
Mindful Steps
Today I purposefully slowed my pace as I traveled the Eighty Acres trails. For today was not about how far I traveled, rather, what...
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Bruce Siebold
Jul 26, 20211 min read
Smokey Skies
Smokey skies from Canadian forest fires are resulting in amazing sunsets in the western skies. Sending love and good wishes to all those...
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Bruce Siebold
Jul 18, 20211 min read
Prairie Restoration On Eighty Acres
Black-eyed susans, wild lupine, verbena, asters, and milkweed are just some of the prairie restoration flowers on Eighty Acres this...
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Bruce Siebold
Jul 11, 20211 min read
The Iris Said
While walking past the flower garden I overheard the Iris say, "with my delicate petals and pleasing colors, don't you think I am the...
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