Jig for making push rim When Gladys and Raoul got directions to Rumbos, the local grassroots wheelchair manufacturer, I wasn’t sure we’d...

Evidently, it takes 8 poets, which is what we had for our Southwest Kansas Begin Again: 150 Kansas Poems caravan, which took us across...

For hours, I opened the door, stepped outside and meowed because when she’s gotten out before, she has meowed back when she was close. I...

Who would have thought it? Not I, lover of all kittens of the world, friend to the felines. But in my friend’s Wichita basement guest...

Given that I’ve written of falling asleep (or not) and napping in the last week, I figured I’d better complete the bedtime trilogy by...

I just woke up after a 30-minute nap, but actually, I was gone about three and a half hours……or maybe the reverse is true. In any case,...

I'm always keeping my eye out for little delights: whimsy on the hoof, strange magic, unusual appearances and surprising juxtapositions...

Late at night instead of counting sheep, I counted jobs, wondering what story and history they would tell for me, and by extension, you...

Yesterday I attended one of the most moving ceremonies of my life. “From Fear to Hope: Commemorating 9-11,” held at the Dole Center for...

Yesterday, I had a little heartbreak, work-related and not much in the big scheme of dreams and things, but enough, when compounded with...

It wasn’t a pretty thing, my mind reeling 100 mph, a train speeding across the continent, staying on the tracks of worry and insomnia,...

I started this post on the back deck in high winds on a day approaching 102 degrees, but the hot wind drove me inside, where I begin...

Sitting in the front row, Ken and I got to watch two levels of the show: Kelley and the band above, and the dancers below, some as young...

After a day, I realized that to my shame, Gene didn’t just buy me roses but my mother-in-law also. Both of us would receive a dozen or...

We stepped out of the hotel a few days ago, glanced at a door together, and Lauren and I looked at each other, each pulling out a camera....

Twister a day after the tornado About six weeks ago, I reported on a newborn kitten who survived the Joplin Tornado against all odds: her...

Last night, right in the middle of Kelley Hunt and her band performing "These Are the Days" (a song we co-wrote), time stopped and the moment sealed around me. Kelley was singing her heart out, her band -- an amazing bassist, drummer and guitarist -- were playing to perfection, and a giant fan to my left blew wind across my face as I sat with 5o or so others in the giant warehouse-type studio of the gracious, kind and talented Stan Herd . The dim light of the coming evening

Finding the Moon Did you stop now that you found the moon almost full, floating west across a small clearing between the dampening...

After days of stepping out, even early, to mild or severe sauna conditions, the cold front has landed, and sitting on the porch, it’s...

Ice water? Check. Sitting in front of air-conditioning with ceiling fan on high? Check, check. Bag of cold cherries? Happy check. Wearing...