I heard from the lovely Nancy Pearl of Book Lust and Seattle Public Library fame today. She told me about a trip she took this past spring to Mankato, MN, which is known to those Betsy-Tacy fans among us as Deep Valley, MN, home of Betsy Ray, Tacy Kelly, Carney Sibley and the rest of their families and the Gang. She was the guest of the Betsy-Tacy Society who treated her to "lunch at Tacy's house and took me on a tour of all the sites. I saw Carney's house, with its sleeping porch, and the slough and where the Syrians lived [for more on that, read Emily of Deep Valley]. Here is a picture of Betsy's house that I took from Tacy's porch -- note the snow, in April!!!"
I opened the photo she attached with glee and share it here -- it really does look like the little yellow Ray cottage where the family lived up until Betsy started high school. My sister and I must make this pilgrimage some day. Unlike Anne of Green Gables, which, you may recall, I resisted as a child, Betsy-Tacy is a series we both grew up with and love (and quote from liberally much to the irritation of the rest of our family). Thank you Nancy, for sharing with us!
I have never even heard of these books but they sound so charming. I can't wait to share some of this stuff with my daughter. She is just now learning to read.
Posted by: Ti | August 13, 2008 at 03:48 PM
They are so wonderful -- start with Betsy-Tacy, which begins when they are five years old. The series goes right through high school, a year in Europe and her marriage. You're in for a treat!
Posted by: Book Club Girl | August 13, 2008 at 09:13 PM
These books are so lovely. I often recommend them.
Posted by: jemima | August 21, 2008 at 12:01 AM
Sorry, I wanted to share my own blog post about Betsy-Tacy.
Posted by: jemima | August 21, 2008 at 12:07 AM
The Betsy-Tacy Society is hosting a conference in July 2009. You and your sister are urged to attend!
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Wild geese cry under the frosty morning moon.
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Horses' hooves clattering,
Bugles sobbing low.
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