Heritage Park field trip
The kids had a field trip to Heritage Park during summer school. Every time I go there, I see something new and different.
I love this pin, especially considering that they’d be serving lutefisk at the Heritage Festival the following weekend.
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Kelly lilies
Every year about this time (OK, it’s been a few weeks now … I’ve been thinking, “Oh, crap. Did they all die?!?”), I check to see if the orange lilies in the back yard have started to bloom. They’re here. They’re finally here.
They will forever be known as Kelly Lilies to me, in honor of Kelly, who rescued my lost camera and returned it to me.
While I hoped to have tons of photos from a conference on my camera, all I had was the first lily of the season and a couple of shots of Chicago skyscrapers … because I lost my camera within the first hour or so of the conference. Kelly found it. And mailed it to me! So, again, Kelly … thanks. *mwah* These are for you.
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Summertime and the corn is high
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Tears for Norway
July 23, 2011 | Norway
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Books: Authors in Iowa City
I went to the Iowa City Book Festival on July 16 and 17. Even though I saw some wonderful authors and visited some great independent bookstores, I barely scratched the surface. There were so many I didn’t get to see. It’s amazing what they’re able to coordinate and provide for FREE. I didn’t have to register or pay a fee. The festival has some generous sponsors.
Mary Helen Stefaniak (who reminds me of my husband’s Aunt Aud Solveig) and Jane Hamilton shared the background of some of their stories and how they put together information for their books. It was fascinating. Hamilton was hilarious when she told us a story of riding a train with a man who downloaded her book and read it right in front of her.
I met David W. Dorris, who said he wrote his books to inspire the kids he worked with over the years as a softball coach. He lives in Davenport, Iowa.
Dori Hillestad Butler and Laurel Snyder read from their books under the children’s tent. They each told how they got started with writing and some of the background to their books. They encouraged a 7-year-old writer (and all young writers) to keep writing. (I missed Tess Weaver, who read under the children’s tent at a different time. But I got her book!)
Sarah Prineas signed The Magic Thief for my children — including code they’ll have to figure out.
She has quite the dragon!
Bonnie Jo Campbell and Heather Gudenkauf both signed books for me. Campbell signed a whole stack of bookmarks for me, too! Keep your eyes peeled. Rumor has it Jane Smiley wrote a review of her book, and it will be published in The New York Times Sunday Book Review.
I tracked down Elizabeth Berg as she was getting ready to leave. She graciously signed one of her books for me.
June Melby, Megan Gogerty and Kate Aspengren spoke about humor writing. Their talk was called “Three Ladies Laughing.” They look awfully serious here, but they were seriously funny.
Camille Dungy and Shane McCrae read poems from their books. They chose what to read by listening to each other and finding connections in their work.
Kevin Luthardt showed children (and their parents) the step-by-step process of creating picture books. He also handed out paper and got the children to draw their own pictures. They were at The Haunted Bookshop.
What a great weekend!
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Books: Stephanie Kallos
My husband reminded me recently that, with Nebraska now in the Big Ten conference, I’d better get used to hearing more about UNL and football rivalry here in Iowa.
I put up my talk-to-the-hand hand and said, “I refuse to participate.”
Let me explain.
I don’t care about football. Any football. I have gotten unwillingly sucked in to other people’s football drama over the years, and it makes me uncomfortable.
I’ve been threatened with physical harm by fully grown strangers — men and women — for not wearing what they thought were proper colors on game days.
When ordering the new alligator postage stamps at a Tallahassee post office years ago, the woman behind the counter squinted her eyes, leaned in and asked, “Yer not a Gator fay-an, are ya?” I could swear I heard the click-click of a shotgun cock behind the counter. Or maybe that was the sound of my dry throat as I tried to swallow.
“Oh, no! No, ma’am! Not at all!” I said. (And I certainly didn’t tell her I’m originally from Nebraska.)
I recently had a slip-up where I went out in public in a red UNL sweatshirt. It was covered by my coat until I got warm and unzipped it a bit. That was just enough for someone to see it and give me a hard time. The teasing was all in good fun (I think), and I said something like, “Don’t worry, I wasn’t on the football team. I just graduated from college there.”
So? What in the world does any of this have to do with Stephanie Kallos and the Iowa City Book Festival?
Kallos read a passage from her book, Sing Them Home, in which the Nebraska fight song is mentioned. Then she did something I’ve never seen before and don’t expect I’ll ever see again.
She got an auditorium full of Iowans on the University of Iowa campus to sing There is No Place like Nebraska. Not once but twice. Wow, that took some guts. I have to admit, I was a little nervous for her. Folks take their football seriously. But it was all in good fun (I’m pretty sure). Besides, she also asked them to sing the Iowa fight song, too. Whew!
Kallos also read her essay, “How to Write Your Second Novel or if You Want to Make God Laugh, Show Him Your Outline.” It was brilliant. I can’t wait to read her book.
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Books: Iowa City Book Festival
I attended the Iowa City Book Festival this weekend. Even though we were under an excessive heat warning (it felt like a slap in the face to walk into the air-conditioned campus library), it was fabulous. I got to listen to and meet several authors, visit some wonderful independent bookstores and see my friend Maren again!
More photos and info to come.
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Barn swallows, part 2
Remember the nest of barn swallows we waited out so the baby birds could live? Well, the little boogers are at it again. They moved to the other corner by the front door. As if I wouldn’t notice.
My friend Tracy says barn swallows are good luck. John Switzer of The Columbus (Ohio) Dispatch agrees.
But they’re supposed to be good luck in a barn.
Hey, I can use all the good luck I can get. But, c’mon, birds. Go back to the barn.
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Food: Shrimp dip
July 15, 2011 | Food
I got this recipe from a friend many, many years ago. I love this dip so much that I could sit with the bowl and a box of crackers and eat the whole thing. Luckily (for all concerned), I made it for my book club last night.
Shrimp dip
2 cans shrimp
1 small onion, chopped fine
1 dash Worcestershire sauce
1 8-ounce package, plus 1 3-ounce package, cream cheese
3/4 cup mayonnaise
1 teaspoon horseradish
2 tablespoons ketchup
2 teaspoons dill weed
Let cream cheese soften at room temperature. Mash all ingredients. Chill at least one day before serving with crackers.
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