Recently I was asked to produce a series of cowboy programs  for Sun Sounds, the radio service for the visually handicapped.. I was delighted  for the opportunity to do my schtick on the radio once again. My radio career began…

Our Royal Palm turkey tom and his hen were intended for the Thanksgiving table. Each afternoon as they were released with the chickens to free-range and eat bugs and weed seeds, they didn’t miss an opportunity to display their magnificent…

A few light frosts have nibbled at the edges of Sue's garden but the half acre of coyote gourd is still untouched. It's grey-green pyramid shaped leaves, each as rough as a shark's skin, wave in the cool breeze. When…

  It's the first week of August and the monsoon has been flirting with my dusty pines for a couple of weeks- the big fat drops exploding in the the needles a hundred feet up and falling as a fine mist…

“Long before I wrote stories, I listened for stories. Listening for them is something more acute than listening to them. I suppose it’s an early form of participation in what goes on. Listening children know stories are there. When their…