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Showing posts with label Wilder. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Wilder. Show all posts

Thursday, February 10, 2011

The big oak trees


So they all went away from the little log house. The shutters were over the windows, so the little house could not see them go. It stayed there inside the log fence, behind the two big oak trees that in the summertime had made green roofs for Mary and Laura to play under. And that was the last of the little house.


from
Little House on the Prairie
by
Laura Ingalls Wilder
07 February 1867 - 10 February 1957


Monday, February 7, 2011

A long time ago . . .


A long time ago, when all the grandfathers and grandmothers of today were little boys and little girls or very small babies, or perhaps not even born, Pa and Ma and Mary and Laura and Baby Carrie left their little house in the Big Woods of Wisconsin. They drove away and left it lonely and empty in the clearing among the big trees, and they never saw that little house again.


from
Little House on the Prairie
by
Laura Ingalls Wilder
07 February 1867 - 10 February 1957