Author name: tjbroomhouse

Mel and I arrived in Kansas just ahead of a thunderstorm that had been on the old Dodge’s tail since […]

I once boarded a train on a night like this – the wind a lion, the air a knife, the

There’s nothing as fierce as January, once she puts her mind to it. Blizzard force winds and the sky clear

After my spiritual encounter with small flock of Snow Geese last week, I called the Nature Center to ask about

You must gather up what falls but leave what falls behind. Fruit and time are old friends, they tag-team the

My grandson lives just a couple of blocks from a walkway over the main highway through town, U.S. Route 54.

There were signs before. It started decades ago, in the volatile years, the wild dancing, the breakfasts at dawn, the

What stars there are huddle in the middle of the sky, aloof and maybe afraid of the city lights, they

My daily life is about to change for the next three months as the Legislature convenes next Monday and I

At the beginning of my walk, I set my pace by inhaling slowly for four steps, then exhaling slowly for