The last few years, our local prairie landscape's suffered what's called a snow drought . No fan of snow, the phrase feels distinc...

The abundance of metaphors just begging for use makes choosing one (or two or three or five) confounding. Like trying to capture fire with...

Under constraint of pandemic, I've not left the prairie. The accustomed  supply of fresh visual content found evergreen along Superior...

Near the end of the last millennium, upon getting to the bottom of the precipitous stairs and before setting foot on the bridge suspended ov...

Summer's officially over, the weatherman says so. While it's true we might hang our hats on celestial events yet in the offing, th...