How Mary bugs me, and that cool way that Ma uses to save paper when writing letters.

The house is buried in snow — great! — until the next blizzard blows it away. Ma snaps at Pa for swearing, and Pa discovers that he can’t play the fiddle.

Guest post by Barbara Mayes Boustead
The chapter begins on a hopeful note, on a day full of sunshine.  After the day’s chores, Pa heads across the street to hear the news.  He returns with 4

What strikes me, soon into this chapter, is that it is told mostly from Almanzo’s perspective. I always have liked that. As a fellow horseperson, I could relate to how he felt when he thought he may h

Guest post by Sommer Sorenson
We open this chapter with Pa busily working to keep his family warm. His brilliant idea for hay sticks has a price… they must continually be keeping it in supply and so w

The Little House books are full of cherished Christmases, each uniquely special. It takes a real gift to make a charming Christmas out of this paltry holiday celebration, however.
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I have to tell you people that it is very difficult to write about blizzards as I am sitting only a few hundred feet from the Alabama coastline. 

Guest post by Karen Witham After the dreariness of the last chapter, “Fair Weather” opens with the blizzard over but the after-effects lingering. The lack of a train is beginning to strike a somber no