I put a few in a comment to Esther downthread. For the rest... I will keep pondering, because I think I do want to actually get around to posting about it.
We listened to lots of old bluegrass as we drove about in Iowa, at least whenever my brother could hook his iPod up to the car's stereo, and I thought of you.
2) Ooooh. The Grand Canyon is AWESOME. We went there when I was twelve; I'd love to go back someday. Have tons of fun!
3) Oooooooooh, and more ooooh now that I've read your entries on the subject. Good luck! (And, dude, five blocks from the Tattered Cover? That is DANGEROUS, in the very best of ways.)
I did a podfic and got to act out a bodyswap. :-D?
Yay Iowa! It always makes me want to start singing Dar Williams. I went through once on the train, and it was beautiful! Not at all what I was expecting. Yay family, and congrats to your brother!
...Act out a bodyswap how? *peeeers at you* Or is that in the podfic?
And heeee! Mostly we sang bluegrass thanks to my brother's iPod, with occasional forays into Gogol Bordello or his indie stuff, but the Dar song did occur to me.
It's funny; most of my conscious mental associations with farmland are very Vermont-based. But in driving through Iowa -- especially the rolling hills of that bit of the state -- it all seemed utterly familiar to me: the contour plowing, the big Midwestern farmhouses with their wide porches. It reminded me, as things sometimes do, that I did grow up in Ohio, after all, and that summer vacations always involved driving through Ohio farmland to Granddad's farm up north, or on up through Pennsylvania and New York to the Finger Lakes where we spent time every summer, and that all of that is part of me just as much as the Green Mountains and the Champlain Valley.
Iowa City, mostly; Alex graduated from Cornell College in Mount Vernon. And Cedar Rapids, but only for the airport, so I didn't exactly see much of that city.
And I meant to do a proper post saying I was heading out, but didn't get around to doing so, so even if you weren't on vacation you'd have been forgiven for missing the occasional offhand mentions of the trip.
Holy crap. I had a suspicion the moment that I read your mention of the poem read by the student speaker in the post but... OMG. You were at the Cornell graduation?! So was I! My sister graduated this weekend!
Pity we didn't know; we could have dodged away from the picture-taking to meet over cookies! Alas. I am mentally waving at you retroactively? Uh. Or something.
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I'm so glad you're all right, at least. How awful.
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We listened to lots of old bluegrass as we drove about in Iowa, at least whenever my brother could hook his iPod up to the car's stereo, and I thought of you.
2) Ooooh. The Grand Canyon is AWESOME. We went there when I was twelve; I'd love to go back someday. Have tons of fun!
3) Oooooooooh, and more ooooh now that I've read your entries on the subject. Good luck! (And, dude, five blocks from the Tattered Cover? That is DANGEROUS, in the very best of ways.)
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Yay Iowa! It always makes me want to start singing Dar Williams. I went through once on the train, and it was beautiful! Not at all what I was expecting. Yay family, and congrats to your brother!
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And heeee! Mostly we sang bluegrass thanks to my brother's iPod, with occasional forays into Gogol Bordello or his indie stuff, but the Dar song did occur to me.
It's funny; most of my conscious mental associations with farmland are very Vermont-based. But in driving through Iowa -- especially the rolling hills of that bit of the state -- it all seemed utterly familiar to me: the contour plowing, the big Midwestern farmhouses with their wide porches. It reminded me, as things sometimes do, that I did grow up in Ohio, after all, and that summer vacations always involved driving through Ohio farmland to Granddad's farm up north, or on up through Pennsylvania and New York to the Finger Lakes where we spent time every summer, and that all of that is part of me just as much as the Green Mountains and the Champlain Valley.
Plus Iowa's clouds are just plain gorgeous.
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Im sensing Grinnell.
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And I meant to do a proper post saying I was heading out, but didn't get around to doing so, so even if you weren't on vacation you'd have been forgiven for missing the occasional offhand mentions of the trip.
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Pity we didn't know; we could have dodged away from the picture-taking to meet over cookies! Alas. I am mentally waving at you retroactively? Uh. Or something.
I wonder if our siblings know each other?
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