This week we continue the tale of our Iowa Synod School trip (click here for last week’s entry). Quick recap for those too lazy to click the link: Two weeks ago, I and 639 other Presbyterians attended a Synod School in Storm Lake, Iowa. I took four classes, one of which was a birding class… Read More Birding with birdbrains and a stiff neck
In our last episode, you learned that I spent the week in Storm Lake, Iowa, attending Synod School with a bunch of Presbyterians. Six hundred and thirty-nine of them, to be exact. There is much to tell. Oh-so-much. So much that you will be receiving it in doses. Today’s dose will cover my overall impression… Read More Back in a dorm, chance meetings, and memories of my first kiss
Right now I am in Storm Lake, Iowa. Learning great truths and experiencing deep personal growth and doing some bird watching while I’m at it. Or at least I assume I am. As I write this I am still at home. Such is the wonder of the WordPress scheduling tool. A few months ago I… Read More I’ve gone bird watching in Iowa, among other things
What with one thing and another, mostly another, I find that the post I had planned for this week is not quite up to snuff. Meaning I haven’t started writing it yet. Instead, I’m going to show you one of the little chickadees who’s been visiting my bird feeder: Yeah, I know, it’s a lousy… Read More My little chickadee friends
Picking up where we left off last week, our caravan of Norwegians traveling from Decorah, Iowa, into the Dakota territories in 1861, had little in the way of drama on their trip. Nothing worthy of a movie. No Donner party mishap to report. Shame, that. And yet this next part of the tale is without… Read More A Good Long Walk, Pioneer Style. Plus, an Announcement
Feeding on Folly 