Garden Musings

I escaped this week from the howling winds, Fleeing from the tempest in the Northern Plains. I couldn't bide the bluster of a Polar pl...

ProfessorRoush often, perhaps almost monthly, has the opportunity to travel east of Manhattan towards Topeka on the major traffic tributary ...

...that Christmas was white this morning instead of the golden but ubiquitous brown of the Kansas prairie in winter.  Our White Christmas c...

In my ongoing series of skirmishes with the fluffy-tailed, cloven-hoofed denizens of my local prairie, ProfessorRoush must admit that some s...