Decided to brave the brave new world of blogs...so here's my first attempt.
Just finished reading My Ántonia by Willa Cather...maybe that's why I'm writing? Amazing thoughts and language in the book. Evocative and erotic at the same time - almost as if the land was her lover. Maybe it was.
 

I am in love with our Baileys Harbor house tilting floors, steep stairs and all. She was built in 1893 and I wonder about all the stories she has to tell.In some ways I think about us both having stories to tell and not knowing how to communicate them. 

 

Last night I watched a movie with the grandboys about the depression (Kit Kitteridge). I recommend it to everyone - yes, it's simplistic and G rated but it's also today's story with soup kitchens, unemployment lines, and hardship foreclosures. I suggest you fire it up and have the kids watch it. By the way - that was before my time!