In the years I’ve been blogging, no topic has drawn more visitors here than sod houses. I hope this post, showing the exterior of a Kansas soddy, and the next, its interior, will satisfy the curious!
My mother took these pictures while on an Elderhostel tour in 2009, just as I was putting some finishing touches on MAY B.
This sod house is located outside Gaithersburg, Kansas. You can see the family had access to enough wood — perhaps a sawmill nearby? — to build a door, frame out several windows, and lay lumber for a roof (though they still chose to place sod on top).
A pitched roof would have made rainstorms more comfortable, as it was typical for water to seep through flat-roofed sod houses, where it would continue to “rain” inside well after a storm.
Sod bricks were typically 1′ x 2′ x 4″. They weighed roughly fifty pounds and were stacked, grass-side down, so that walls were two-feet thick. These sturdy homes warm in the winter and cool in the summer. Structurally, they weren’t especially neat and tidy. This poor wall looks like it’s melting.
While researching for MAY B., I’d read about women who’d left comfortable lives determined to make this new world as familiar and lovely as possible. My mother included a note with this picture, the words of her tour guide:
Bird cages were kept to show some gentility or civility attesting to their previous lifestyle.
I included a stanza in MAY B.’s poem 80 that was inspired by this bird cage picture:
I button Ma’s fine boots.
I wish I had insisted on keeping Hiram’s old ones,
but I know Ma gave me hers
for herself as much as me,
a message to Mrs. Oblinger,
fresh from the city,
showing that women out here still have some grace.
My feet will hurt, I reckon,
before I make it far.
Come back Wednesday for views of the interior.
They really are amazing. It must have taken a lot of gumption to decide to live in one! Prairie women would laugh at my petty complaints about vacuuming. ๐
Exactly and exactly and exactly.
Wow, interesting pics. I think everyone who’s read Little House on the Prairie has imagined living in one of these. The reality is far different from the imagination!
Agreed. We’re traveling in the midwest this summer, and I’m hoping to see some of my own!
Love this glimpse into the past, Caroline! Can’t wait to see the interior.
Thank you for these pictures. I connect my memeories of soddies, with Little House on the Prairie. But they might have also come from Bess Streeter Aldrich.
I love seeing these. The give visuals to the words stored in my mind.
I want to know more about the bird cages! There’s something so intriguing about that being the thing to represent gentility… I mean, here’s this family, living in the WILD. And it’s an image of something that traps that represents a place more civilized? I might have to write a poem. ๐ Thanks for sharing, Caroline.
I look forward to reading that poem!
I love those pictures. They have so much history and character to them.
I loved reading about soddies in your book May B. The description of the soddies during torrential rain was so vivid as was the fear of the roof collapsing. You made living in a sod so very memorable! I feel sorry for anyone who actually had to live in one.
Thank you, Mia. I really wanted to be true to the first-hand accounts I read.