Thursday doors…Yo, dude!

Not far from our cabin in Wyoming is Spear-O-Wigwam, listed in the National Register of Historic Places. Begun in 1923 as a dude ranch (a place for people to experience a “civilized” taste of the western lifestyle), it closed in that capacity in 2011, but happily recently reopened under local ownership. And it has a famous door… or at least a door used by a famous writer.

One of its log guest cabins is known as the “Hemingway Cabin”, where Ernest Hemingway stayed in 1928 with his wife Pauline while writing A Farewell to Arms. For a fascinating look at both the ranch’s history and the connection to Hemingway, click here.

But this IS a Thursday Door post, so I suppose you want to see the door…and of course there is one (otherwise how would “Papa” have gotten inside)?

Go not gently into that dark winter

The days are getting colder.  Vegetable colors fade from brilliant reds, peaches, blues and oranges to more muted colors. Fruit becomes less soft, more crisp and crunchy. But during the last market a few weeks ago, produce made its last, colorful stand.  I bought squash, apples for yet more applesauce and other end-of-summer goodies and enjoyed the last warmth of the season.

“If more of us valued food and cheer and song above hoarded gold, it would be a merrier world.”
― J.R.R. Tolkien

Sunday sayings–Hemingway

There is nothing noble in being superior to your fellow man; true nobility is being superior to your former self.

There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed.

Always do sober what you said you’d do drunk.  That will teach you to keep your mouth shut.

I like to listen.  I have learned a great deal from listening carefully.  Most people never listen.

The world breaks everyone, and afterward, some are strong at the broken places.

When writing a novel a writer should create living people; people not characters.  A character is a caricature.

~Ernest Hemingway