A state that reads together…



Arkansas hills, originally uploaded by Unhindered by Talent.

I just got a comment on this photo (taken at Pea Ridge National Military Park in NW Arkansas) asking if I could add it to the “Winter’s Bone – Dan Woodrell” group (which I’d never heard of). It turns out that there’s a project called Read MOre Missouri, which is

a Statewide Initiative of Local Libraries to involve
Missouri Citizens in Reading and Discussing the same book.

Their 2007 selection is Winter’s bone by Dan Woodrell, which I’ve also never heard of.

It’s a cool idea, and I’d love to know how this thing actually goes. How many people in Missouri in fact read the book? Do people then discuss it? Does my photograph actually help anyone better understand the book?

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How Minnesotan is that?



How Minnesotan is that?, originally uploaded by Monkey River Town.

I love this recent post on Flickr by the fine folks at Monkey River Town.

Yeah, that’s a grain scoop in his trunk :-).

While we lack the grain scoop, our van does has a substantial permanent winter kit, including a snow shovel (small and plastic, I’m afraid), sleeping bag, quilt, and two containers with emergency stuff (water, food, candle, etc.). Happily we’ve never needed any of it, but it’s not the kind of thing you want to leave to chance around here. Several years ago a local women slid into the ditch in a major storm, with several of her kids in the van. It was nearly a day before they were found, and two of the kids lost a toe or finger due to frostbite. Global warming is reducing that risk, but I don’t have my banana plantation in quite yet.

After almost no winter to speak of all year, we’re in the midst of the first really serious winter storm of the season. Several inches of snow have fallen, and sadly Sub-Evil Boy’s trip to the regional science fair was cancelled as a result. They’ve also had to cancel tonight’s Performing Arts Event (Tlen-Huicani) at the University. The group was supposed to fly into the Twin Cities today, and then drive the three hours to get to our happy village, and that just ain’t a happy option in this weather.

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