by Rick | Jul 2, 2015 | Blog, Travel
Put away your red slippers and Toto jokes; there really is no place like the Flint Hills of Kansas. My heart feels at rest when I’m there; this is my heart’s home. Here’s an excerpt from my soon-to-be-published novel, Voices on the Prairie: The wind...
by Rick | Jun 25, 2015 | Blog, Huggable Heroes
If it’s built after 1915, I’m not interested. – Jerry Toews Jerry Toews (Taves) wandered down the alleys as a kid in Nickerson, Kansas, digging through 55-gallon burn barrels looking for things like old clocks to fix. Now, as a retired band...
by Rick | Jun 21, 2015 | Blog, The Cows of Hobson's Pond
Somewhere, some cow’s therapist knows everything there is to know about me. When I started writing my soon to be released novel, Voices on the Prairie, I took the advice of E.L. Doctorow who said that writing was like driving at night; you can only see as far as the...
by Rick | Jun 14, 2015 | Blog, Photographic Expeditions
Fishing is always the answer- even when it’s not clear what the question is. – John Gierach I hate getting skunked fly-fishing for trout. But after a long day of standing in a river waving a big stick, the trout made me once again question my ability,...
by Rick | Jun 12, 2015 | Blog, The Cows of Hobson's Pond
It was not a good sign when my Mom volunteered to pack me a lunch when I threatened to run away from home. I found a hobo stick that was longer than I was tall that would serve as a multipurpose tool of sorts. One on end, I’d wrap up all my worldly possessions in a...
