Hello from snowy Kansas! We could get up to a foot of snow before this storm is over, but I’m staying warm and cozy in my office today. Luckily the electricity is still on and I’m typing away, while watching the snowy scene just outside my window.
I remember the thrill of seeing the final cover design of my first book, Butter in the Wel…Continue
When my yellow iris shows it first bloom, I think of the old cemetery that is on the top hill of one of our family’s pasture. There hasn’t been anyone buried there for decades, but years ago someone planted…Continue
Kansas made the news this last Saturday with over 100 tornadoes spotted on the ground or by radar. The approaching bad weather—thanks to modern technology—was forecasted both well in advance and during the tornado outbreaks.
We knew exactly when to go to our tornado shelter because of the radio announcer’s commentary on the paths of the three tornadoes…Continue
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We’re in the process of building our own house, doing almost all of the work ourselves. This week I’ve been pounding in nails on wall edging, and taping and mudding sheet rock. My finger joints and wrists feel like they could break off as they are so tired and sore.
But then I think of this diary entry from Butter in the Well…
Looking through old photos I used in the book Prӓrieblomman (which means prairie flowers in Swedish) I came across one of Alma…Continue
Joe’s parents, Peter and Hannah, lived in a dugout before building this house featured with this blog. (A larger home was built on their farm before I was born, so I was never in the original home.)
We were frequent visitors to Joe and Aunt Julia Olson’s house…Continue
I’ve been going through old photos recently and sorting them (and my memories) by the decades they were taken. It’s interesting to see the old “Butter in the Well” house in the background. They were all snapshots of everyday life at that moment, and now so many memories…Continue
The first home on the “Butter in the Well” homestead was a dugout. Two years later in 1870, the Svensson family built the first section of their wood-frame house. They added on at least two more times over the next two decades.
Here are excerpts from Butter in…Continue
We celebrated birthdays during breakfast, complete with cake and opening of our presents before we got on the school bus.
The earliest birthdays I remember was my 5th birthday party with hats and friends, and marking off the…Continue
Our family doesn’t have a photo of the original dugout dug in 1868 that was on the “Butter in the Well” farm, so here’s a photo from Kansas Memory to give you a visual view to contemplate while reading a passage from my book …Continue
One of my grade school classmates died suddenly this week from some yet-unknown health issue. Eventually, after the autopsy is finished, family and friends will know what struck down the man liked by so many, but now all we can do is just wonder—and remember.
He was the class clown, often times the start of mischief in our boisterous large class of almost thirty students (all in one room those days).
In his adult life people knew him as a family man, auctioneer, their kid’s…Continue
I love looking at old photos collected on historical internet sites like KansasMemory.org. One of the most famous photos, that of a woman gathering cow chips, depicts the typical life of a pioneer woman in many people’s minds.
Here’s this woman, stuck out on the Western Kansas plains, with…Continue
We had a warm sunny day this week, so I pulled out a tub of quilts I inherited from Lois, my mother-in-law. They had been stored in a cedar chest, made as a high school project by her future husband back in about 1925.
I spread a white tablecloth on the driveway and unfolded the first quilt. The double wedding band quilt is a beautiful display of color, stitching,…Continue
I handed the first one to…Continue
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I got an email from another author with this headline today and I thought—this statement is so true.
The author was promoting his books for the Christmas season, and it was a good opening line.
I like the statement because the stories written in my books are gifts of insight to me—and the descendants of every pioneer that homesteaded out in the middle…Continue
While we’re ordering our holiday gifts online today because of Cyber Monday sales, I can’t help but think of the contrast of now, versus 150 years ago, when Kansas was being homesteaded by pioneers of several different nationalities.Continue