The cold wind in the Flint Hills, on a “warm” winter day, was brutal. I took a trip to the Flint Hills to collect some winter-dried grasses before the killer part of our winter set in.  I wasn’t ready for … Continue reading →

Wherever we go in life, we bring with us stories running through our minds and hearts. We might have brief moments of pure experience in the moment,  but those are rare. When I’m looking at plant material, there’s always something … Continue reading →