Monday, April 30, 2007
Weekend weather in Madison was the sort they have nearly year-round in places like San Francisco or on Maui, so it was a pleasure to get out and enjoy some of it, whether sitting in the stands at a baseball game, perching at the rail during a track meet, sitting in the back yard having a cold one with friends, cruising down to the TCBY for another kind of cold one, or enjoying an Irish breakfast with friends. Even cleaning out the cars on Saturday morning and mowing the lawn on Sunday afternoon for the first time were pleasant tasks. Yesterday a bike ride up to Ramona was in order, and the dune buggy is back on the road for another summer of cruising the streets. At least we don't, here in stodgy SD, have to worry about our commute over water or through fire and collapsing roadways.
Thursday, April 26, 2007
Monday, April 23, 2007
Sunday, April 22, 2007
I might not be the kind of hero Chuck Connors was in "Branded," but I did survive the Madison triathlon yesterday and have the fading magic marker 41 on my legs and arms to prove my participation. Today I'm getting internal signals as well of how I spent my Saturday morning.
Thursday, April 19, 2007
Tuesday, April 17, 2007
Monday, April 16, 2007
Sunday, April 15, 2007
The thermometer reads 66 degrees, and the Conk needed the dust knocked off it, so a few miles helped blow out a few cobwebs, the kind in its guts and my head. Whoop!
Plus, eight miles running this morning and so far, no ill effects. Double whoop!
Saturday, April 14, 2007
Friday, April 13, 2007
Wednesday, April 11, 2007
I had to walk away from the copy of the Hazel cartoons from the New Yorker, but I did pick up three volumes--a W.S. Merwin translation of Sir Gawain and the Green Knight, Stephen King's From a Buick 8, and a collection of fantasy stories.
Through the week at the Karl E. Mundt Library, new books every day. I'll probably have to go back.
Wallace Stevens aside, the snow this spring is just not that much fun any more. Some kick-ass snowmen might be possible with the wet, heavy blanket of snow we've got, but the joy of splashing through dirty slush is wearing a little thin. Still, the trees coated with snow do have some charm. I'm sure W.S. would have had 13 ways of looking at our spring surprise.
Tuesday, April 10, 2007
Someone driving through Madison yesterday might have wondered whether they were witness to a project by the divas of the art world, known for draping London Bridge, the Reichstadt, and other objects and transforming landscape into art. Christo and Jeanne-Claude DID wrap some trees (see here), but the Madison version was more a home-grown affair, just as lovely, though, judging from the weather today, a more pragmatic effort.
Sunday, April 08, 2007
Wednesday, April 04, 2007
Through the efforts of a number of people, Debra Marquart spent the day at the DSU campus yesterday. Here's the story and some pictures I meant for the school newspaper, written too late for printing:
Poet and writer Debra Marquart met with faculty, students, and the DSU president Dr. Knowlton during her visit on Tuesday, April 3. Marquart, who teaches in the English Department at
Marquart capped her day with a reading and discussion of portions of her memoir in the Mundt Foundation at the Karl E. Mundt Library. She was preceded by Lisa Huff, an English major who read a short memoir titled “Thunder Rolls,” about growing up near Colman. Huff was followed by Dr. John Nelson, who read an Easter story from his memoir in progress. Nearly 75 people attended the event, hosted by Jenny Seitz and Megan Flynn, two English majors.
Marquart met with Dr. Nelson’s class in the memoir on Tuesday morning. Students in the course and guests were treated to some reading and discussion of Marquart’s memoir of growing up in
The writer then joined a group of faculty for a regular soup lunch shared in Beadle Hall. In the afternoon, Marquart met with Deana Hueners-Nelson’s Introduction to Literature class, reading and discussing her poems and poetry writing in general with students.
In the afternoon Dr. Knowlton hosted Marquart and English faculty and students at a tea in the Girton House.
Sunday, April 01, 2007
Friday evening the wife and I made it to the DSU production of Thorton Wilder's play, "Our Town," a play depicting turn of the century life, first produced in 1938. It was very well done, a commendable performance by our students, especially since we don't have a theater major. I have to confess I'd never seen it, and I found myself moved by the sense of changing times and the yearning for meaning in small-town life. Two more opportunities remain, Monday and Tuesday at 7:30 at the Dakota Prairie Playhouse. Go.