Garden Musings

Like an exile without a country, ProfessorRoush this week was a gardener without much of a garden.  Cold brisk weather and a little snow com...

My neighbor, a man who has reached that life era where one has fully cast aside any concern for societal approval or disapproval (of which ...

ProfessorRoush took advantage of a mid-January warm spell yesterday to put out and mount the new bluebird houses that I made after my "...

At last, we're blessed here by a cool morning, a hint and promise that autumn will soon return.  The cool air tightly hugs the rolling c...

These ARE the prairie mornings I live for.  Cool summer mornings after warm summer days equal fog.  Fog equals serenity and quiet, protectio...

With the return of several days of above-freezing temperatures here, the Flint Hills have at least temporarily morphed from deep snow back t...

It's been quite some time since I updated you on the barn project , but it is essentially finished, minus a little painting of the iron ...

While I was harvesting pecans, I was also taking advantage of that beautiful November Saturday to make my Bluebird house rounds.  I would ra...

Everyone, I'd like you to meet Ding (on the right) and Dong (on the left).  They've come up for a treat, a bit of apple or carrot wi...