Laugh Tracks in the Dust: “Southeast Kansas lives matter, too”
I may be way over the hill, but I still get excited when quail hunting season begins. The season opens tomorrow and my friends...
Laugh tracks in the dust: Trip to Northwest Arkansas
Nevah and I got a little stir-crazy a few weeks ago and made a short vacation trip to northwest Arkansas to see our long-time...
Laugh Tracks in the Dust: What’s for Supper
A friend of mine, ol’ Freeman Speaker, is in big trouble with his wife. A few days ago, he came home from the field...
Laugh tracks in the dust: Grandkids
My county ag extension agent buddy, ol’ Avery Ware, returned with a dandy, humorous story that happened to him during his recent week-long vacation...
Laugh tracks in the dust: Viewing the Field
by Milo Yield
Seventy days surely have changed the scenery around Damphewmore Acres. We’ve gone from green, lush Eden-like conditions in June and July to...
Laughs tracks in the dust: Fading Memory
Seventy days surely have changed the scenery around Damphewmore Acres. We’ve gone from green, lush Eden-like conditions in June and July to brown, cracked-soil,...
Laugh tracks in the dust: Coyotes and my chickens
My ongoing saga with coyotes and my chickens continued last week. I wuz batching last weekend while Nevah wuz on a quilting expedition to...
Laugh tracks in the dust
Here’s a perfect story illustrating that young ears are always listening and that you never know what will come out of the mouths of...
Laugh tracks in the dust
Here’s a perfect story illustrating that young ears are always listening and that you never know what will come out of the mouths of...
Laugh tracks in the dust
My New Mexico friend, ol’ Albie Kirky, extended his stay in the Flint Hills another week and we got in some more good fishing...