- I fell in love with Doig’s grandmother when he began to write about moving with her to Ringling so that he could go to school. He learned to be careful not to look at her when she took her teeth out to brush them. That was, he said, “The quickest annoyance I could cause.” And Grandma was “a thunderous snorer” who “was apt to snort herself awake and mutter irately about it.”
- I am almost finished reading the book “This House of Sky”. I absolutely love it! He is a fabulous writer and his detailed information about the Montana landscape is wonderful.
I am also fascinated with “Grandma.” Her work ethic is priceless! I wanted to know more about how she was able to help herd sheep all day and then go into the kitchen and feed all of the hungry ranch workers!! What kinds of things was she cooking?? My own grandmother was quite a bit older and she seemed a little distant and remote, but I know she loved my sister and brother. So I really did enjoy the close family ties even though it was rather disjointed and rocky at times.
- (Excerpt) Having been born and raised in this isolated part of Oregon I was too busy to appreciate my surroundings. You don't just happen to stumble upon Enterprise; you have to purposely drive there via La Grande or Lewiston, Idaho. However, it is possible, depending on road conditions, to take a slow mountainous scenic route from Halfway just out of Baker to Imnaha and then Joseph and Enterprise. From La Grande you leave Highway 84 and follow Highway 82 for approximately 64 miles to Enterprise and, believe me, it takes at least an hour and a half to cover the ground, that is if you don't stop at the Lostine Tavern.
- (Excerpt) I can easily envision sitting on the curb, playing with worms while waiting for my big brother to get back from school. The curb was the outer edge of our front yard. Canopied by two gigantic walnut trees; this yard was the epicenter of my landscape, the landscape of my childhood. Under sprawling limbs, I jumped on piles of crispy leaves, ran through chilly sprinklers, played cowboys and Indians, and enjoyed picnics on old tablecloths.
- (Excerpt) For me, the mountains were an important landscape, while growing up in Pasadena, California. Our house faced North and the San Gabriel mountains were directly in front of us. On some days the sky was covered in smog and you could not see the mountains, due to the air pollution. On other days, the blue sky was crystal clear and you could see the mountains clearly. As a child, we all loved to have the Santa Ana winds blow, because those hot, dry winds from the East, blew every bit of smog away and we were left with a bright, clear sky! I am happy to say that now the air is clear every day!
- Landscape: magical childhood growing up in Walla Walla; now, when I return, I am always struck by the sky and how huge it is! I breathe easier there. It was home!
Places/Sounds/People: always the train - can tell the difference between the fast moving amtrak and long, heavy freight trains by their sounds; love riding my bike around Canby seeing and visiting the dahlia fields, Wait Park, library, Cutsforth's, Gwynns, Bakers Prairie Bakery, Saturday market in the summer, and the freshly plowed fields and beautiful farmland surrounding Canby; always enjoy interacting with the people of Canby and seeing familiar faces!
- My high school math teacher gave me wise advise:
Try not to let your past define you but use your past to help develop who you will be.
- (Excerpt) Oregon has such a varied landscape and within a couple of hours drive you can be in a totally different one such as high desert, mountains, the Gorge, or the Coast which is why I love it here. Given all those choices I would choose the Oregon Coast every time. Moving from Kansas when I was young, seeing the ocean was beyond anything I had imagined and it was always a treat to take family that visited there for the first time. Now as an adult, we have made many memories there as we family vacationed there for over 20 summers thus far and look forward to many more. There is something about the freshness of the air, the soft sand underfoot, the sheer beauty of the land meeting the sea, and the crashing of the waves that brings me peace and settles my soul.
- (Excerpt) Help us see a landscape that has been important in your life. Well, I was taken back to my childhood. My Grandfather's farm in a small rural town of Monroe, Washington. The year early 1940's. My Dad was an Agriculture teacher and I followed him around. I was a real pig tailed TOMBOY. Going to farms were not the places non farmer girls would likely be interested . This lead to getting out in the Mt. Rainier National Forest developing a love for the grandeur and beauty surrounding our small logging town Enumclaw, Washington. My father built our home with a huge living room window. Many mornings, Dad and Mom would call the family together. Open the drapes and say" well here is our big ice cream cone". Referring to Rainier looming large generating thanks be to God for the blessing of such beauty. To this day, whether riding in the car, walking as I play a round on the golf course, bicycling or hiking my eyes always cast to the flora, fauna, and clouds always encompassing.
- In reading this book, I was overwhelmed how many times in Doig's life he was forced into "God awful" situations. They never stopped coming so it seemed and I became quit bored when turning the page and something else terrible confronted him. Just TOO MUCH to enjoy reading!!!!!!
His colorful and detailed "Landscapes of a Western Mind" seemingly became too much for me to enjoy. But I stuck with it and finished reading it.
On the other hand, I found myself wanting to explore White Sulpher Springs, Mt. sometime. To get out on those isolated roads ( maybe no more ) and find the little bergs and the scenic Sawtooth Mts. and the creek.
- Beautifully written and a joy to be transported to his world. I have spent time in Washington and Montana so it was a bit like a vacation for my imagination.