Yield, Milo

Well, this is the first column of April and the signs of impending spring are everywhere. From a bird standpoint, the buzzards arrived enmasse...

Since we last met on these pages last week, a lot has happened weather-wise here at Damphewmore Acres. We had a blizzard one morning...

In these sordid times of domestic and global discord and strident discourse, I think we too often forget the lessons the great men who...

I’m the official “eggs cook” at our weekly Old Boars’ Breakfast. This morning I got up in full darkness a little before 6 a.m.,...

It’s a bit early to declare that “spring has sprung,” but that’s what yesterday and today feel like. Last week’s snow is all melted....

Gasoline prices are really getting high. Last week I topped off the tank of our SUV and I quit at $60 and could have...

I mentioned a few weeks ago that I have embarked on an attempt to do a video/audio of my life history — and that...

I should have known better than to jinx myself by bragging two weeks ago about a “mechanical miracle” happening when our forced-air furnace conked...

Thank goodness for the ever-changing weather in the Flint Hills. Quick changes in the weather are as reliable as an artesian well. You can...

Miracles are far apart in these days it seems. But, “Mechanical Miracles” are even rarer in my life because I’m not a mechanically-inclined person....