Oh! What with all the puking and moaning I forgot to write about another terrific present I got from yet another terrific friend! A few weeks ago I wrote a post about feeling homesick, and Ellen asked if I’d seen this book:

I hadn’t, but I fell in love just looking at the cover. Aside from the potato plants in the foreground, it looks exactly like the part of Idaho where I grew up. (Believe it or not, I never actually saw a potato field until I moved to southern Idaho to go to college.)

Earlier this week I got a package in the mail, and it was my very own copy of P is for Potato, sent, of course, by Ellen. I’m so happy to have it and I’m very much looking forward to sharing with my children the glory that is Idaho. I worry sometimes that they’ll grow up without any sense of where I come from, so I treasure the things that will help me help them discover and connect with my personal history.