by Chris Woodside | Dec 2, 2015 | Get This
Laura Ingalls Wilder with Rose Wilder Lane (apparently), Mansfield, Missouri, early 1900s. Hi everybody, I’ve come up for air. I was working very hard the last several months, not only editing Connecticut Woodlands magazine for CFPA and Appalachia journal for...
by Chris Woodside | Sep 27, 2015 | Get This
Left-right: My sister-in-law Julie Gribbins, niece Shannon Gribbins, me, and my sister, Anne Woodside Gribbins. Here in southern California—er, I mean rainless Deep River, Connecticut—my husband and I visited for a few hours this afternoon with my sister Annie. She...
by Chris Woodside | Sep 15, 2015 | Get This
Madison and Adams seen from the Diagonal Trail in Randolph, NH I retreated to Randolph, New Hamphire. For two weeks. I wrote and edited chapters of my next book, Libertarians on the Prairie. I revised and printed out. I revised again and printed out again. I looked at...
by Chris Woodside | Aug 21, 2015 | Get This
Shadow clouds and shadow human on Mount Garfield. Early this week, my husband Nat, daughters Elizabeth and Annie, and Elizabeth’s boyfriend, Greg, hiked up to Mount Garfield in the White Mountains and stayed at Garfield Ridge Campsite. Sixteen mountains in the...
by Chris Woodside | Jul 16, 2015 | Get This
Beth Tarini, M.D., shares her deductions on scarlet fever and why that did not blind Mary Ingalls I am at a conference of Laura Ingalls Wilder enthusiasts. It’s called Laurapalooza. This name injects a lighter air to reality. Roughly 160 followers of the humble...
by Chris Woodside | Jun 29, 2015 | Get This
Here I am with a pitch pine branch and cones, the bait lid, and birch bark. In my workshop, Writing from Nature, we spent one morning collecting. Collecting can mean picking up some things like pine cones, leaves, bark, or acorns or it can mean drawing or taking...
