Archive for the ‘North Dakota tales’ Category

Grain Belt Beer

Wednesday, October 29th, 2008

Wordless Wednesday

OK, nearly wordless wednesday… I think this one requires explanation.

This was one of the snaps I took of Deeder when we were visiting the big buffalo in North Dakota–they have a little town there that’s supposed to be authentic frontier village set up, here he’s in the bar.

Photo For Today

Monday, October 13th, 2008

Pioneer Post Office, ND

Sunday, October 12th, 2008

Blogging by Hand

Thursday, September 18th, 2008

In ND and our other locations my head was brimming over with blog post ideas and most of them I wrote out by hand. At first it was tough, since I’m used to capturing thought on keys on a board rather than with a pen and paper. Now here I am, back at the home where it all began and looking at my pictures. I hardly know where to begin, not just with the pictures but readjusting to the board and someone else’s computer.

Today I think I’ll put up a couple pictures of the kids in my sister-in-law’s camper where we stayed while visiting in Montana. We were so comfortable there–she has it set up like a house, more organized than most of us can do in two story houses with full size kitchens, living rooms, storage closets and bedrooms.

Messing With Nature

Tuesday, September 16th, 2008


Remember Deeder’s friend Stone? Deeder used to sit next to Stone with his arm around the little black dog, talking as if Stone weren’t made of ceramic.
While watching my son play outdoors the other day, I was reminded of Stone. Deeder was riding and rearranging Grampa’s lawn ornaments. My father-in-law adorns his little spot of green out front with deer, cows, birds and a water pump thing with a lattice. Deeder rides the deer and moves around anything that he can carry.
Is he perhaps wondering why these farm animals don’t moo and cock-a-doodle-do and why the forest folk (deer and birds) don’t flee from sight? Or has Stone shown him that animals need not move? Then again, why mess with it? Maybe he’s just enjoying what’s here, and having fun with it.
He’s a little boy with enough imagination to bring Stone and Grampa’s lawn ornaments to life.