This is one of my favorite Easter cards, probably because it makes no sense to me. What does a fast-driving crow have to do with Easter? Maybe it’s word play on “Easter bonnet”? – I don’t get it.
It was sent to my Grandfather Roy, Ola, postmarked Boise, April 13, 1908; postmarked Emmett, April 15, 1908; postmarked Ola, April 15, 1908. Note written around the circle on front of card: “this is you and your wife.” Unsigned. This was seven years before Roy and Alma married, so I’m guessing it is from his younger sister, who seemed to enjoy teasing him.
What is He?
by D. H. Lawrence
What is he?
- A man, of course.
Yes, but what does he do?
- He lives and is a man.
Oh quite! But he must work. He must have a job of some sort
Because obviously he’s not one of the leisured classes.
- I don’t know. He has lots of leisure. And he makes quite beautiful chairs.
There you are then! He’s a cabinet maker.
- No, no
Anyhow a carpenter and a joiner.
- Not at all.
But you said so
- What did I say?
That he made chairs and was a joiner and carpenter
- I said he made chairs, but I did not say he was a carpenter.
All right then he is just an amateur?
- Perhaps! would you say a thrush was a professional flautist, or just an amateur?
I’d say it was just a bird
- And I say he is just a man.
All right! You always did quibble.
Celebrating National Poetry Month by sharing another favorite.
This is the historic pathway of the Oregon Trail through the city of Boise. Follow the footsteps of Native Americans, fur traders, pioneers, soldiers, and entrepreneurs, from our past to
our future and discover Boise City’s beginnings.
In the second half of the 19th century, thousands of emigrants travel west on the Oregon Trail. The route came through southern Idaho and what later became the City of Boise. Boise’s Oregon Trail monuments can be found along Boise Avenue and at other locations marked with a symbol.
“. . .After experiencing so many hardships, you doubtless will think I regret taking this long and tiresome trip, and would go back than proceed to the end of my journey, but, no, I have a great desire to see Oregon . . ” Elizabeth Wood, 1851, Oregon Trail Pioneer
Beginning in the 18540′s, thousands of emigrants crossed the western plains headed for the Oregon country. Many emigrants were inspired by the promise of cheap land, while others sought to escape an economic depression that swept the country in the late 1830s. Large-scale migration began in 1843 when the first wagon train passed Fort Hall and went to the Willamette Valley. Boise Avenue follows the historic route of the Oregon Trail south of the Boise River.
There are also many books written about Oregon Trail experience. My personal favorite is the “covered wagon women diaries and letters series” complied by Kenneth Holmes.
And again this year the purple team wins the who-is-going-to-bloom-first race!
A Dream Deferred
by Langston Hughes
What happens to a dream deferred?
Does it dry up
like a raisin in the sun?
Or fester like a sore–
And then run?
Does it stink like rotten meat?
Or crust and sugar over–
like a syrupy sweet?
Maybe it just sags
like a heavy load.
Or does it explode?
Celebrating National Poetry Month with Kimberley at Undefined by Design by sharing a favorite.