To be fair, those two things aren’t really linked, except in my headline. The rain in Lawrence is making my yard smell…well…I guess I wrote it best in RAIN ROMP. The whole world smells like dark, wet dirt.
So I’m thinking about dirt while I pack my bags for Dallas, where I’ll be signing at a B&N in Plano at 3:00 on Sunday and a Borders in Allen at 7:00 on Sunday and at the American Girl store on Monday afternoon.
I’ve always been fond of dirt, since my dad plucked a potato from his garden in Ethiopia, rubbed most of the dirt off, and cut a slice for me with his pocket knife. My siblings and I grew up spending most of our days outside in Maji, Ethiopia, where our parents took the attitude, “What’s a little dirt?”
That attitude seems to have gotten passed on to our children and now grandchildren. I have quite a collection of pictures that I’ve been sticking in my Power Point presentations to illustrate the power of lovely, compelling, to-be-celebrated…dirt.
To also be fair, it was my editor who alerted me to the fact that there’s such a thing as state dirt. As Lanie and Aunt Hannah are digging for their first garden, Aunt Hannah asks, “Did you know that Massachusetts has a state soil to go with its state flower and state bird?”
Lanie thinks that she knows the state flower (mayflower) and state bird (black-capped chicadee) and even state reptile (garter snake). “But a state soil? ‘I didn’t even know soil had names,’ I said.”
Can you name the Massachusetts state soil? Or the Texas state soil? Or, for that matter, the Kansas state soil?
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My good buddy, Dian (without an E) sent me a note just now telling me about your book signing over in Allen. Our daughter lives there and I’ll be in the area at a ball game watching our 14-year-old pitch on his ball team. If there is anyway possible way, I will try to be at Borders to grab your book. Congratulations on such a delightful trip waiting for you and for such a special read.
Great! Hope to see you there! Jane
Hurray! You’re blogging.
Dirt is lovely.
I didn’t know there were state soils. I also like digging in the dirt. I have an urge to plant. Something. Anything. I also have an urge to weed. (Being an expat living in capital cities translates to no garden for me.)
See you in Vermont in July, I hope.
Definitely see you in July. Let’s escape from all the talk talk talk and dig in the dirt. LOL.