A tale of transformation

Summary

The author reflects on the unpredictable transition into spring in Wisconsin, reminisces about childhood explorations in nature, and encourages appreciation for the season's transformation and local wildlife.

Abstract

The article "A tale of transformation" captures the author's personal experiences with the arrival of spring in Wisconsin, marked by fluctuating weather patterns that bring false starts of warm weather amidst snowfall. The narrative delves into the author's fond memories of spending time outdoors, walking through fields and forests, and encountering an old, mysterious cabin. The author expresses a deep connection with nature, emphasizing the sensory experiences of the outdoors and the joy of witnessing the rejuvenation of the environment after a harsh winter. The piece also serves as a reminder to be mindful of wildlife activity during the season and includes a call to support the author's work with a contribution. Additionally, the article promotes other writers' perspectives on similar themes and acknowledges the platform provided by the publication for storytelling.

Opinions

The author expresses frustration with the erratic Wisconsin weather during the transition into spring, yet remains hopeful for consistent warmth.
There is a clear love for the outdoors and nature, with the author cherishing the smells, sunsets, and exploration opportunities that spring brings.
The author holds nostalgic feelings towards childhood experiences in nature, particularly the freedom to explore and the absence of parental worry.
The piece conveys a sense of wonder and curiosity about an old cabin found in the woods, pondering its history and purpose.
The author values the transformation that spring brings, noting the regrowth of trees, blooming of flowers, and changes in animal behavior.
There is an opinion that spring is an ideal time for inspiration and creative work, such as writing, while enjoying the outdoors.
The author advocates for awareness and care towards local wildlife, which becomes more active during spring.
A sense of gratitude is expressed towards the publication and its editor for providing a space for storytelling.
The author encourages readers to support their work financially, indicating the value they place on their writing and the community's support.

The transformation into spring for the third week of March prompt at Reciprocal.

Picture taken by the author

Spring is here… oh no snow again. Oh maybe now it has arrived with this weather getting warmer… nope more snow. It is getting warm again, maybe it will stay.

😒 UGH got to love Wisconsin weather that can change at the drop of a dime. Many people were asking who made Mother Nature mad. She has given us hope three times now. I hope it will finally warm up and stay warm.

I love it when spring arrives. You can smell the change in the air. I love the beautiful sunsets that also come with the beautiful weather

I have always loved that feeling. Spend dot more time outside when it is warm enough. I love sitting outside gives me such a nostalgic feeling. Remember being outside all day when I was younger. Living in the country there was always something to do, something to explore. I walked in the fields and forest behind my house. I had to be around 8 walking these well-worn tractor trails. Mom and Dad never worried about where I was or what I was doing.

Even at that age, I loved nature. I loved walking in seeing the animals, the unusual bend in a tree, and how this trail seemed to pass an old cabin, that was already taken over by nature. Just barely a frame left. Was this a trail to the cabin? Why did it go for a mile or so past the cabin into nothing but forest? It was too far away from the house to mean anything to the house. Even to this day, the old cabin stumps me. I still liked to explore what was left of the cabin and imagine what it could have been used for. Maybe just an old hunting cabin or a family lived out here. It could be any number of things that I will never find out.

The outdoors was home to me. From sunrise to sunset I stayed out in the fields and forest and water 💦. The same place where we had our private lake. That was only a fishing lake though. We walked through the woods for what seemed like forever being that young to get to the lake everyone swam at. That walk had to be at least 45 minutes. I can’t be sure but by the time we got to the lake, we were ready to just jump straight in.

Photo by Evan Wise on Unsplash

Now that I am a lot older, I do not spend as much time outdoors but try to get as much as I can. Spring is the best time to get a cup of coffee or hot tea, set up my chairs and tables on the front porch get my laptop and hopefully be inspired to write.

Everything starts growing. Coming alive again after a long hard winter. Each thing in nature grows into something beautiful. Trees grow leaves back, flowers bloom and produce pedals, and even animals will lose their winter coats and won’t look like they have the biggest puffy jacket on.

Please remember to watch out for your local wildlife. They are excited about the nice weather and tend to play in places they shouldn’t sometimes.

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Here is Amanda Laughtland and their take on this same prompt:

Here is a story by Vera-Marie Landi on how tough things were years ago. This one made me sad to read.

The transformation into spring for the third week of March prompt at Reciprocal.

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