... and not a minute too soon. What a wonderful ten days of not packing lunch boxes or making Malt-O-Meal at 6:30 am. Hooray.
This morning leaving for a children's literature conference in Dallas. Even though it will be a bit of a holiday, I am nevertheless envious of my pal Judy's awesome Costa Rican excursion: sudomir.blogspot.com
Finished 1776 last week, and want to learn more about the context of the American Revolution; the conditions in England and Europe prior to the break, etc. Consequently have just begun The Glorious Cause by Robert Middlekauff, which is positively huge. Also got hold of another book that specifically chronicles the battles--the title escapes me just now.
Still working on that annotated Zeppelin list, a task which has prompted another query for me to research: what band ( or perhaps what one song) holds the record for using 'baby' the greatest number of times? Now that I've started paying attention, I notice that this term of endearment makes lots of appearances in Led Zeppelin's songs.
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...postcard because these are quick jottings about our southern sojourn.
Have you ever been to Texas? If not, and you happen to find yourself on this continent, definitely make a visit.
There WERE lots of armadillos, but it's probably a tie between OK and TX as to which state can boast the dubious distinction of having the greater number--they crawl all over our roads, too.
The conference very useful-- led by a highly regarded, well known (she actually has groupies among elementary teachers and librarians) professor of children's lit--I now feel quite up to speed on what's good, bad, indifferent in children's book publishing. One of the 'good' choices is a picture book called Cowboy and Octopus, seven stories of the friendship between a very articulate, accomplished octopus and a cowboy who is, shall we say, not the sharpest knife in the drawer. It has awesome illustrations. The stories are short--I will excerpt them for your amusement someday.
Went to the Ft. Worth Stockyards; had dinner at a cattlemen's restaurant--the kind of place with enormous portraits of prize livestock in gilt frames along the walls. One next to us was 'Lady Bang, 831st,' the something-something-something winner of 1956. Odd to paint for posterity something that one is going to turn around and butcher--reminds me of My Last Duchess.
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