06/13/2009 08:44 AM
“Kickapoo Pearls” to be reprinted
The Friends of the Kickapoo Reserve is reprinting this 1970s classic. July 3, 2009–Release of the publication. Go here
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05/30/2009 07:54 AM
The Elusive Morel
A new video by Dan Thoftne in which he is hunting the elusive and delicious morel mushroom on a Western Wisconsin Spring day:
04/28/2009 10:33 AM
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04/23/2009 08:51 AM
Father Bernard Vespieren
“He began his mission in Bobo country, at Mandyakuy, between the years 1951 and 1959, building six churches. However, he started to get interested in the problems of development and when Pope Jean XXIII, “the pope of his heart”, declared: “no evangelization without development, no development without evangelization”, Father Verspieren threw himself in an adventure of more than forty years working in various sides of development : agriculture, health, education, water production or women social promotion. He started by creating two schools of agriculture : in Tominian in 1966 then in Koni. These schools operated with an unusual model : during one year, couples would learned to farm with modern techniques and then would returned to their village with a plough and a pair of oxes from the school to implement those techniques locally.” See website.
04/18/2009 08:00 AM
Dan Thoftne’s flood documentary
is a link to a new video documentary produced by Dan Thoftne of Soldiers Grove about the 2008 flood in that village. There is no narration, just 9 minutes of highly effective flood moments. The visit of Gov. Doyle is featured, as is the walk-through down Main Street in the aftermath. He superimposes images from the former downtown of Soldiers Grove over those same spots in the flood drenched park.
04/11/2009 08:31 AM
Spring, the Sweet Spring
from Summer’s Last Will and Testament by Thomas Nashe (1600) wikipedia entry
Spring, the sweet spring, is the year’s pleasant king,
Then blooms each thing, then maids dance in a ring,
Cold doth not sting, the pretty birds do sing:
Cuckoo, jug-jug, pu-we, to-witta-woo!
The palm and May make country houses gay,
Lambs frisk and play, the shepherds pipe all day,
And we hear aye birds tune this merry lay:
Cuckoo, jug-jug, pu-we, to-witta-woo!
The fields breathe sweet, the daisies kiss our feet,
Young lovers meet, old wives a-sunning sit,
In every street these tunes our ears do greet:
Cuckoo, jug-jug, pu-we, to witta-woo!
02/01/2009 08:41 AM
stars in winter
February Twilight
by Sara Teasdale
I stood beside a hill
Smooth with new-laid snow,
A single star looked out
From the cold evening glow.
There was no other creature
That saw what I could see –
I stood and watched the evening star
As long as it watched me.
(photo courtesy: UK Working Group on Evolved Stars)
Sara Teasdale was an early 20th century poet who was winner of the 1918 Pulitzer Prize in poetry. Wikipedia article here.
01/03/2009 08:46 AM
“Go, Winter!”
photo from Kickapoo Valley Association photo gallery:
A poem by James Whitcomb Riley, the Indiana sage, (wikipedia article) who was one of the leading poets of the 19th century but is little read today:
GO WINTER
Go Winter! Go thy ways! We want again
The twitter of bluebird and the wren;
Leaves ever greener growing, and the shine
Of Summer’s sun–not thine–
Thy sun, which mocks our need of warmth and love
And all the heartening fervencies thereof,
It scarce hath heat enow to warm our thin
Pathetic yearning in.
So get thee from us! We are cold, God wot,
Even as thou art–We remember not
How blithe we hailed thy coming–
That was O
Too long–too long ago!
Get from us utterly! Ho! Summer then
Shall spread her grasses where thy snows have been,
And thy last icy footprint melt and mold
In her first marigold.
11/28/2008 06:11 AM
“Driftless” by David Rhodes
”He remembered winter mornings in his childhood after the stove had gone out during the night–how the house filled with smoke before the chimney warmed up, the metal sides popping and groaning as yellow flames licked the cool inside.” (pg.141)
Above quote from “Driftless”, a new novel set in western Wisconsin, written by a Wonewoc novelist named David Rhodes (interviewed here on NPR)
