The Rambling Insomniac

Catching a whiff of your neighbors barbeque and saying to your spouse “Honey, let’s grill out tonight”.

Eating a fresh picked tomato ripe off of the vine.

Hearing Bob Uecker shout, “This one could be out of here!” over the radio.

Feeling the soft grass on your bare feet as you walk across it.

Hearing the buzz of a cicada at 7am, assuring you it will be another scorcher today.

Going to the farmers market Saturday morning.

Standing in a crowded beer tent listening to a local band jamming out a great tune.

The buzz of lawnmowers all around, and the fragrant smell of freshly cut grass.

Butter dripping down your chin from the fresh corn-on-the-cob you are eating.

Hitting a perfect 7-iron, and looking at your buddy while the ball is still in the air and saying in your best Bill Murray voice, “It’s in the hole!”

Being outside with the kids at 9pm…..and it’s still light outside.

Feeling a cool night breeze coming in from the fan in your bedroom window.

Driving down the street in your car, windows open and the air-conditioning cranked, while the radio belts out Chicago singing “Saturday, in the park, I think it was the fourth of July”.

Hearing the rumble of a dozen Harley’s as they cruise past you.

Shorts, sandals, t-shirts, sunglasses and the smell of suntan lotion.

Staring at your bobber for hours and then realizing it just went under!

Hearing the wind blow through the leaves on the trees.

Feeling the excitement of an approaching thunderstorm as it quickly rolls in.

Lying back on the grass, without a care in the world, watching the clouds float by.

Softball and little-league games being played everywhere you look.

Feeling the splash of a cold beer hit the back of your throat on a hot and humid day.


Take a deep breath and hang in there Wisconsin, summer will be here soon.

G’Night G’Town

Summer afternoon - summer afternoon; to me those have always been the two most beautiful words in the English language.  ~Henry James