It was still freezing outside when I began digging. Years of gardening have taught me if you don’t get a head start in...

My middle son, younger than his twin brother by all of one minute, was helping me move hay from the shed to the...

This time of the year can bring grief to the forefront in ways that are jarring and monumentally uncomfortable. All...

Mornings in the country are often thought of as quiet, pastoral, serene. That might be true somewhere, but where we...

My Dad really loves maps. I don’t mean that he’s a cartographer or even a map collector in the traditional sense. I...

Last week our family went on a short getaway to the Sallisaw and Fort Smith area. While there we went to see...

Last month I talked about the stories, families, and the lizards in the Harkey Valley cemetery, and how I loved...

May was Decoration Day season, a time dedicated to tending graves and honoring relatives who have passed on. As a...

I’m on a mission to learn everything I can about sulphur wells. Yes, sulphur water stains your sinks, corrodes your...

I’ve been volunteering with the McElroy House organization for years now. It’s an organization I helped to found, but...

It’s fairly common to see logging trucks on our road. They’re mostly loaded with pine and headed for the sawmill. I...

We were recently over at my Dad’s and Thelma’s when Dad got out his old engineering books. The orange leather cover...