Garden Musings

These August and September days in Kansas are what ProfessorRoush has always referred to as the "doldrums."   The hot, dreary, dro...

The 8 days of 100ºF+ heat we just had were not kind to ProfessorRoush's garden, drying the yard, crisping young plants with adolescent r...

(fair warning;  long and lots of pictures and links to previous blogs) If there is a Hell, ProfessorRoush is convinced that it is populated ...

It is, in fact, still a world where miracles can occur, as Spring has finally begun here in the Kansas Flint Hills.   A very late, dry, and ...

One secret of ProfessorRoush's garden is that there is an orchard, a decrepit excuse for an orchard anyway, that I'm not very proud ...

'Cosmic Struggle' early morning ProfessorRoush had grandiose plans, a year back, to celebrate the 1000th published entry of this blo...

'Cole's Red' Quince Spring, this year, is a fight within our witness, a struggle by life to leave behind the cold winds of Febru...

 ProfessorRoush woke up to a thanks-filled morning after a cold night on the prairie covered the grass with a heavy frost, bejeweling it wit...

The changes in setting and mood according to ambient light sometimes astounds ProfessorRoush, particularly in relationship to photographs an...

Hi, Everyone!   I apologize for the long lapse in posting, but autumn has been moving along and the world is streaming past my eyes at the s...

 Ladies and Gentlemen, boys and girls, dogs and bees, I give you the crowning glory of the Kansas fall prairie, the Maximilian Sunflower ( H...