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Snowflake Girl

[…] feet, a place to put pans of bread to rise.  It took a lot of bread to feed the Larsons. Mother baked several times a week, large fat loaves of salt rising bread. The […]

Dirt: A Compendium of Household Wisdom

Housekeeping provides the setting, if not the solution, to many basic and profound philosophical questions.  What housewife has not, in viewing the unending stream of dirty dishes or unmade beds, pondered the categories of reality:…

And Woe Unto Them That Are With Child In Those Days

[…] instead of one; with thrift and ingenuity I can stretch my share of the earth’s resources to feed eight instead of two, but do I have the Godlike perfection to invite not only my […]

Having One’s Cake and Eating It Too

It has occurred to me that the one element most likely to insure success in marriage is that element most discouraged by dating and courtship norms: honesty. Too many young women who feel themselves capable…

I Married a Family

[…] pillow. At six a.m., by signs which every nursing mother would easily know, it was time to feed the baby. I reached blindly for the crib. Horrors! He wasn’t there!  “Where’s the baby?” I […]

Full House

[…] to teach.  I always hold at least one church job, not only because it is essential to feed my individual needs, but also because it is an example to the children. Mostly it is […]

Sysiphus In the West | Herbert Harker, Goldenrod

[…] the John Wayne-Roy Rogers hero we grew up with. He misses the rabbit he was aiming to feed his boys for supper because he forgot to load his gun; he refuses to fight the […]

The Buffalo and the Dentist

                        Frontier Village, restored and furnished 
                        with relics of ancestral time 
                        includes live anachronisms. 
                        So we saunter to see the buffalo, laughing, 
                         swinging up between corral boards 
                        and nearly boot it in the rump as we demand, 
                        “Where’s the buffalo?—oh!” 

Goodbye to Poplarhaven

[…] for the town as well as its trees. In the 1880s the streamflow was steady, and the feed on the high summer range to the west and the desert winter range to the east […]