By The Shores of Silver Lake
The Long Winter, Chapter 11: Pa Goes to Volga
Pa rolls the old chariot along, and Mr. Edwards slips Mary a cool twenty.
The Dark Side of Little House
When I think of the Little House series, I think about contentment, family, and happy times. Cozy dinners, lively music, loving hugs … it’s all part of the overall mood, isn’t it?
Then there’s By the Shores of Silver Lake.
The book certainly contains many scenes that evoke familial tranquility. The depiction of the New Year’s Day
Shepherdess = Home
Whew.
That’s me breathing a sigh of relief. Perhaps you haven’t noticed my absence, but I’m going to apologize anyway for being away from the blog. First, I spent a month in a family RV park. Unfortunately, the promised wireless Internet (real camping!) did not materialize. But it was great fun. Three generations of my family
The Prairie is a Dangerous Place
What image comes to your mind when you hear the word prairie?
I wonder if sometimes we have a tendency to romanticize our view, choosing to remember Laura’ s vivid descriptions of that large empty flat land with the enormous sky and beautiful lakes and extraordinary sunrises, instead of the truly dangerous place that the prairie
The Truth About Silver Lake
We really need to have a talk about Silver Lake.
You see, just this week I’ve read comments concerning it on two different blogs of recent visitors to De Smet. One states that she is going to visit “Silver Lake (which, sadly, is no longer a lake)” and the other remarks, “Silver Lake is now a slough.”
Interesting.
Little House Grammar
My daughter started The Long Winter over the weekend. I am keeping quiet and remaining low-key. She has no idea how thrilled I am, which is the only way she’ll finish the series.
She recently completed By The Shores of Silver Lake. That actually took a little while to get into. We forget, as veteran readers,
Letters from Laura
I will be submitting more letters written by Laura Ingalls Wilder and her daughter, Rose Wilder Lane, to Beyond Little House in the next few weeks. It is a real treat reading these letters from the Rose Wilder Lane papers at the Herbert Hoover Presidential Library in West Branch, Iowa.
The following excerpt is from an undated










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