Neil knew he should be the one to start the neighbour’s combining this year. At seventy-nine, his father’s neck is...
As the sun began to top the trees, you could tell today would be another scorcher. One of the hottest...
The offerings were ready, and I thought that my lion cat must be hungry. It was a blistering summer day....
Passing Through Uncertain if it was my home, the shifting lens of time bears down on the house – nearer...
Country Love and Lore Scarecrow needs a new suit. What will the neighbours think, between our field and theirs it...
Weeding in the Tillage Field c.1969 Drizzly rain in for the day. The young lad, set to weeding the tillage-patch...
Him and the Dog She stands birching Towards river Black metal liquid Sweating paper Southeast Her pepper white skin flapping...
Daughter of the Deep Places A hardwood doesn’t settle in its spot Out of any preference for that spot. She...
Controversy Not looking for Controversy, I found it four miles from where I grew up, as the crow flies. Controversy...
I was nine the year my Pa couldn’t find work and the Albergotti family became part of my life. Everyone...
In 1916, when my great grandfather died at the age of eighty-two in Gallatin, Missouri, he left each of his...
The rural mailboxes that marked the turning point to farmhouse laneways dotting the Kansas countryside were landmarks to those wandering...