Join me for a little lunch. Or something. Sometimes.
None of it was perfect, but what is?
Artist, architect, musician, journalist, poet, naturalist, medieval calligrapher, granite artisan, historian. His friends called him Glanny.
I’d forgotten about hat hair.
She was young, 23 or 24. I told her things would get better. That a new start and making new friends in a new place takes time.
We pay good money to watch horror movies, when all we have to do is step outside.
Minnesotans understand a funnel cloud, a menacing sky, the gusts of wind that mean business.
You inspired me to buy a sausage maker, which I never ever used. As if I would, without you.
Collinwood, home to the Collins family, features gothic architecture and many candles in Dark Shadows Blue.
Things were being moved. Things were being eaten.
When I left Stearns County to live in New Zealand, one of the things lost to me was cherry pie.
Clothing for all weathers is essential in Minnesota. Parkas, mittens, sweaters, boots. Plus boogers in the shoulder seasons.
Lena and Mina were my grandmothers – Stearns County, Minnesota women who grew up and raised families in small towns around the Lake Wobegon Trail. Born in the USA, they spoke German and had German accents. As did my parents, who spoke only German until they went to school. As do some of my cousins, who have never lived anywhere but Stearns County. We’re quirky folks, like those in Garrison Keillor’s fictional Stearns town of Lake Wobegon. I’m Laurie Hilsgen, and if you’re reading this, you might be Wobegonian, too. Let’s celebrate our loony ways. Oh ja!
