When I was young, growing up on the west edge of Manitowoc, I always looked forward to this time of year and the sounds that came with it. I remember meadowlarks singing in the field next to our house along … Continue reading
When I was young, growing up on the west edge of Manitowoc, I always looked forward to this time of year and the sounds that came with it. I remember meadowlarks singing in the field next to our house along … Continue reading