Anyone who lives in groundhog country will have a woodchuck tale or two to tell. Growing up in Kentucky I sure did. At the University of Arizona in ’67 or ’68 the first poem I wrote for my freshman poetry class was about groundhogs. Sad, but true.
Anemone tuberosa is truly a harbinger of the spring to come and I talk about this sweet early bloomer every February. 
The photo of the Anemone tuberosa is mine. And below you’ll find a book highly recommended by the local school librarian. “It’s quite informative and considerably lighter in bed.” She should know…we sleep together.
I revealed most of my personal chicken history in this show. It is an ongoing saga, though I am much more in control of...
We have had 4-wheel drive vehicles for many years and we’ve always found it to be a great tool that can take the worry...
I’m pretty sure I first encountered the plant called mala mujer in the Santa Rita Mountains south of Tucson around 30 years ago. I...