Profound, Prolific, Prose on the Prairie

Back to some safer topics of discussion (don't want to get too touchy/feely, displaying my "California left coast roots)...how about the weather? I can't believe that I moved to what some might describe as the US version of Siberia (extreme hot, extreme cold, extreme wind), and yet the East is getting pummeled with rain (flooding) and even record snow (in NH); the South has been dealing with hurricane after hurricane, and even my beloved SF is cloudy and only a degree or so warmer than we are. Yet the sun is out, the sky is clear and blue, and the temps have warmed up to the low 60's here in Marshall. Weird, huh?

The wind is supposed to pick up quite a bit today, so I still have something to talk about. Gosh, if there is one thing that I dislike more than wind, I don't know what it is. Even those little winds feel like big ones here with nothing to block or shelter you. Sigh...

Yesterday's speakers at the writer's festival were wonderful. The topics were various versions about "writing the outdoors" and the expressions were forms of poetry and novels (half fiction/half non), and one new notable characteristic was humor. Humor in the day to day life. Robert Bly had me in tears laughing much of the time. He's been around long enough and is comfortable enough to laugh at so much. Most of the writer's are a bit more serious though; profound and prolific in their prose (the three "p's"), but not ready to make light of things. (Again...I am generalizing and that is not a good thing to do...but the general atmosphere was that way...)

So yesterday, I laughed alot. Still very poignant---but with a bit more humor. I have to miss today's events as I need to work in the morning, but if you are interested in the authors names, send me an email and I have a list of the ones I really liked and you can buy copies of their works.

Anyway...I am off to work and then our plan is to head to the Twin Cities (and surrounding areas) and take part in a little bit of cross racing this weekend since Mike is feeling healthy again. Have a wonderful weekend!

P.S. And for those of you surprised to know I am afraid of stuff (little chicken)...well I am. I am also curious and adventurous and interested in things I don't know about, and so my fears don't usually stop me from what I want to do. Even if I am afraid.