kansas

  • There’s No Place Like Home

    Since I moved to Kansas, I find myself clicking my heels more and more.  I have no ruby red slippers but the mantra is the same, “There’s no place like home. There no place like home.” The problem is that I… Continue reading

    There’s No Place Like Home
  • Cooking with Door-to-Door Organics

    For months now, I’ve been clicking and poking around the internet in search of some form of Community Supported Agriculture that might carry us through our one and only winter in Kansas. I’ve tried every thing but found nothing until the week… Continue reading

    Cooking with Door-to-Door Organics
  • Solitude on the Road

    “Our language has wisely sensed the two sides of being alone. It has created the word loneliness to express the pain of being alone. And it has created the word solitude to express the glory of being alone. “  — Paul… Continue reading

    Solitude on the Road