Enga mellom fjella: where from across the meadow, poems sing from mountains and molehills. |
ME: Friday was grey which albeit dreary but not as scary as two sunny days in a row in December in Missoula. ![]() I have this urge to write an intro to Blood of the Garlic. A tour, shall we say of North-by-North-West Kansas City and the denizens of the dusk who live there. Poetic perhaps, kinda like a haibun. ![]() Did lots of stuff on Thursday. The writer's meeting at Franses' place was great. Met Kathleen, Kate, Nona, Parris. Franses (of the 17 bookcases) is Dutch so she noticed the name Knyflok (which is Frisian) as knoflook is garlic in Dutch. She sent us away with candy and nuts. This group gathers about twice a month. They are having a party for Nona who has just published a book for children. She read excerpts from the one she is working on now. A couple chapters where her Norwegian immigrants (~ 1880) have been waylaid and killed by robbers. Not a child's story. Kate read a wonderful uplifting Christmas tale that needs to be published somewhere. I read "Dancing with the Luna Moth" (see previous blog entry). ![]() First Friday is wacky downtown with all the art crowd checking out the new exhibits. But ... I didn't really go as I got an invite to play Mah Jong at Sherri's. I actually won twice at the beginning. ![]() ![]() And my replacement visa card came today, so I'm feeling good to go. Tonight I found out that the U Buffalo Bulls football team (8-5) defeated Ball State (12-1) 42-24 for the MAC title. They will play their first bowl game ever (they turned down an invitation in 1958 because their black players would not have been allowed to play; the 1958 team is invited to join them.). It has been a long wait. Interestingly, Turner Gill, Buffalo's coach, is one of the few black coaches in 1A football. Today I'll attend the Montana - Weber State rematch in the FCS playoffs. Montana: 30º at 00:22 ![]() 9459 |