Sometimes they come back
When we moved into our house last year, I went through a big crazy faze with yard decor and made up all these elaborate plans that…
Update: patio pickers
It’s been, what, a week? Not much to report… except that, hey! They’re blowin’ and goin’. And I only just planted them a week ago! We’ve…
Walking in fields with cows
March is usually a miserable prick of a month in Missouri. The wind! It never ends. It presses against the windows with the fists of invisible…
That night when we forgot to feed the cows on time
During the rare weekend when our head cattle guy heads out of town, cow duties fall on Jon’s shoulders. It’s not exactly a chore he adores.…
Patio Pickers: Do they work?
It’s February, which means it’s almost spring, which means the front section of every hardware store and garden center in the region is bursting with optimistic…
On Assignment: The best mustache in Oklahoma
I hit a tidal wave of freelance assignments in February, one of which took me to the Bates Training Center in Wyandotte, Oklahoma. That’s where I…
My diller killer
Armadillos aren’t native to Missouri, but we’re seeing them come in droves. Blame global warming. Or deny global warming. But the fact of life is that…
The pumpkin kings
Jon partnered up with our insane(ly wonderful) neighbor Loren to plant a giant pumpkin patch in a spare corner of our front hay field. We sort…
Update: container gardens
Between April and November, magazines likes Southern Living and Better Homes and Gardens have covers that make me feel as insecure now as fashion magazines did…
Go on, git!
It happened in an instant. One kick, one quick flick of a 600 lb calf’s back legs, and our cattle man was rubbing his backside with…
the flying farmers 