I remember thinking, when I read that Pa survived a blizzard by tunneling under a bank into a snowdrift–many, many years ago–that the drift must have been mighty big. I grew up in Wisconsin, and I’ve seen my share of…
Tag: On the Banks of Plum Creek
Yes, Mary and Laura, There Is a Santa Claus
“Ma!” Laura cried. “There IS a Santa Claus, isn’t there?” “Of course there’s a Santa Claus,” said Ma. She set the iron on the stove to heat again. “The older you are, the more you know about Santa Claus,” she…
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Blizzard Warnings in Southern Minnesota
Do you remember my post a few weeks back about snow storms in October? Well, after an unseasonably warm and sunny November, it appears our Minnesota winter will arrive tomorrow–with a vengeance. The forecast calls for 5 to 8 inches…
A Quilt With No Name
Summer has faded and the cool breezes are here. It’s the time of year when the drone of the air conditioner is replaced with the hum of the heater and I pull our heavy quilts out of their storage crates.…
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Ask the Experts: What sickness did Ma have?
Folks, we’ve been remiss in posting the questions received by our readers lately, having a tendency to respond by email and never put them up on the site for others to read. We’ll try to rectify that, so don’t be…
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Grasshoppers… at Church!?
You just never know when you’re going to stumble upon new Laura information — but I certainly didn’t expect it at church. Sunday morning, I sat in the family pew as usual, listening to the sermon. The pastor began to…
Wild Chokecherries
I went hiking this weekend along the Sakatah Singing Hills Trail in southern Minnesota, enjoying the crisp fall air and the changing colors. The Sakatah Trail follows an old railroad bed that led from west to east, beginning and ending…
Kids Think the Darnedest Things…
One day when Pa was hunting, two Indians came. They came into the house, because Jack was chained. Those Indians were dirty and scowling and mean. They acted as if the house belonged to them. One of them looked through…
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Let the punishment fit the crime
Lately I’ve been thinking a lot about discipline, and how I want to raise my children to have an intrinsic moral code to guide their own behavior and make good choices in life, and what disciplinary tactics would be most…
Distinctly “Little House” Phrases
Yesterday as I was cooking dinner in the kitchen (lemon pasta with shrimp, if it helps the setting), my daughter wandered in. “Mom,” she said, “what’s ‘Jiminy Crickets’?” Admittedly, my first thought was Pinocchio. Isn’t it Pinocchio who has Jiminy…