When I look around our home—watch the sunrise come up between Mount Nebo and Jones Mountain, watch the changing trees...

I slipped on my Slogger boots and walked through the dew-soaked grass toward my garden. Opening the gate, my white hen...

We recently moved to rural Yell County, a place I’ve dreamed of living since I was a child. We started a fall garden,...

Holding my phone at eye level, I added one more snapshot to the multitudes who have taken the same picturesque photo....

I first noticed the spider webs while walking around the base of Spring Mountain one Saturday afternoon in late June....

Rounding a curve near my home, I glanced at a garden I pass every day. Tassels from the corn stalks reached to the...

When my sons were around four years old they started to learn how to distinguish the differences in plants. They would...

The notification caught my eye. You have a new follower. I clicked over to my Instagram feed – the account I had...

I’ve never had a manicured lawn. I like the hodgepodge of interesting flowers that pop up in my yard starting with the...

Geese honk in the distance. The morning fog barely burned off, the sun slowly warms the earth. Birds sing their gentle...

As soon as children begin verbal communication they learn to divide the world into categories. Things with wheels are...

The breeze chilled my skin as the sun dipped just below the tips of the pines. Only 4 p.m., I still protested the...