Like Watching Grass Grow
I'm sure to most, standing along a creek and watching it flow is a lot like watching grass grow. For me, sight, sound and smell become engaged and the end…
Thanksgiving Weekend in Missouri
Spent the long Thanksgiving weekend at my father-in-laws house 20 miles east of Branson Missouri. That's the same as saying out in the middle of nowhere. I had planned on…
The Time is Close for Creeks
I finally figured out that it's not the absence of daylight during the winter months that gets to me. The short days aren't a problem even though I don't particularly…