Transporter room, this is the captain speaking…

In case you missed it Monday, I’m participating in the Writing 101 challenge this month.  Thanks to Thumper, who insists he’s big enough to dispense with daily naps (he’s two, so he’s not), I went from having an afternoon to catch up on some blog-related affairs to having about an hour to catch up on everything, and this is one of the things that was left undone when I finally collapsed into bed last night.  Day two’s prompt asked where I would like to go if I could be transported anywhere, and I added the extra twist of anytime because I’m not sure that Europe would count for this (but in case it does, I want to start in the west and work my way east, exploring everything on the continent).  So!

If I could be transported anywhere (and anytime), I’d stay right where I am, but 150 years in the past, when our farm was first homesteaded.  Back in the 1860’s, Iowa was still covered in prairie grass and, compared to today, more sparsely settled.  We’re talking Little House on the Prairie-type stuff here, and I LOVED that show…

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