See the Tulips at Last?
I’ve lived in Iowa for nearly 12 years and only visited Pella twice, neither time when the town’s famous tulips were in bloom. A library colleague has reminded me that this is tulip season there, [..]
I’ve lived in Iowa for nearly 12 years and only visited Pella twice, neither time when the town’s famous tulips were in bloom. A library colleague has reminded me that this is tulip season there, [..]
One of the last posts I posted on my Iowa?!? travel blog was a recounting of my trips last May to the six Bridges of Madison County–yes, the ones upon which the book and 1995 [..]
Between the late night before and the day’s cold weather, my mother, sister and I got a slow start on Saturday morning. My sister and I had already decided to forego the tour of the [..]
I didn’t mention previously that, in preparation for this trip–during which I expected to present publicly, I’d gone to the trouble having my hair done just before I left Iowa. I also didn’t mention that [..]
I reached the Cedar Rapids airport on Thursday morning. Most memorable about the drive was seeing two different semis stuck in the highway median and a third badly damaged from where it had gone into [..]
Now, this is the kind of trip I like, a combination of business and pleasure. First, business. I’m scheduled to present during the Harry T. Burleigh’s Annual Service of Negro Spirituals at St. George’s Church [..]
Busy day started with a stop at the Dubuque Arboretum and Botanical Gardens. It seems that I missed much of the gardens, but the trees, shrubs and various decorations were enjoyable to view along the [..]
Even though I hadn’t asked for a wake-up call, I was highly motivated to check out of the room early. Got some breakfast and did a little shopping before heading to my primary objective for [..]
On Thursday morning, it suddenly hit me that the Labor Day weekend was approaching, and I REALLY didn’t want to spend it in Grinnell. The answer: a one-tank trip. Relatively inexpensive and not too far [..]
I got the early start I’d hoped for that Sunday morning. There were only two stops in Little Rock: the historic Central High School, site of the first effort by nine African American students to [..]