October 2011
11/05/11Saying adieu
From the day I met Frances Love Froidevaux, her curiosity about the world and genuine interest in people and places was an inspiration. Thus it seemed fitting I heard about her passing while we were in St. Petersburg last month. My friend Francie was truly an international soul with a Renaissance flair toward living. Fluent in French, she was a master at knitting and an energetic traveler. She appreciated talent of all kinds and encouraged its development in others. Their family lived in a number of places—Europe, Asia, the US—and no matter where they called home, Francie brought her love of music, fine art, and literature to her surroundings Francie was also a Wyoming woman through and through, proof that being part and parcel of a... Posted at 01:32 PM | Permalink | Comments: 0 |
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10/31/11A Frightful Night at Harriman State Park
Saturday night Nancy and I joined some friends up at Harriman State Park (18 miles north of Ashton, Idaho) for the 11th annual Haunts of Harriman Halloween bash. It was amazing; more than 1,000 revelers, at best guess, could seen wandering down the dark and spooky pathways of the Railroad Ranch and through the historic ranch's haunted houses and outdoor zombielands. Hay rides, hundreds of pounds of candy, barking corpses, stir-fried eyeballs, mummies and monsters ... they were all part of the action. Arguably the best family-oriented Halloween party in all of the Teton region, and it somehow escaped our attention until this year. Keep... Posted at 11:35 AM | Permalink | Comments: 0 |
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10/24/11Fewer Cars = Safer Routes to School
Late last summer I read about a Tennessee mother who was threatened with arrest for letting her 10-year-old daughter bicycle a mile to school. "The officer informed me that in his 'judgment' it was unsafe for my daughter to ride her bike to school," Teresa Tryon is quoted as saying, at the Bike Walk Tennessee website. This blew mind at first; I bicycled a mile to school myself when I was that age. But then I began wondering about the nature of the road the young girl was riding on. My cycling to school took place in the early 1960s in a small Iowa town, a time and place where things were a lot slower and less clogged with cars than they are... Posted at 10:14 AM | Permalink | Comments: 0 |
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10/03/11Forage and Celebrate
Last Saturday, my husband and I spent a fantastic evening dining with friends and perfect strangers, enjoying the bounty of our region and celebrating a wonderful Indian summer. Posted at 08:42 AM | Permalink | Comments: 0 |








