Posted March 04, 2020in Food Dude
My grandfather, a longtime farmer, said that success was like the morning dew, it could settle just as easily on a rose bud or a cow turd. Epic novelist Larry McMurtry, who grew up on a ranch, later wrote the same thing about the love of a good woman. Just
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Posted March 04, 2020in Your Neighbors
“Jill of Many Skills” teaches local beekeepers to be honey-production maximizers. A 5,500-year-old jar of honey — the oldest known honey in existence — was found within a noblewoman’s tomb in Eastern Europe in 2012. The purpose of the honey’s placement at the VIP’s final resting place isn’t known, but
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Posted March 04, 2020in Joe's Neighborhood
They are a bit different when you’re an old man. The shovel runs smoothly along the driveway, pushing the not-too-heavy snow into the growing hill on the side. The sky brightens from dark gray to light gray. Sunrise. I pause, take a deep breath of sharp air. Suddenly, the wind
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Posted March 04, 2020in Center Stage
Playwright David Lindsay-Abaire dips his pen into his wickedly witty ink for “Wonder of the World.” The beauty of living in a land of rugged winters is finding the indoor options that beckon to sweep us into compelling stories, rollicking comedies or even interactive experiences. February is filled with plenty
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Posted March 04, 2020in Sound Circuit
Honest lyrics draw fans in. Growing up in Arkansas, Justin Moore listened to country music greats such as George Straight and Dwight Yoakum. Now he is fortunate to be touring with another admired musician, Tracey Lawrence. “It’s a huge honor to do a tour with Tracey,” says Moore. “I’ve been
Read More →Always look on the bright side! As our Iowa caucus chaos unfolded, I half expected the British comedy troupe — Monty Python’s Flying Circus — to appear on TV in NFL officials’ garb and throwing yellow penalty flags at everyone involved in what was called a fiasco. Chief among the
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Posted March 04, 2020in Collections & Hobbies
The planes buzzing by mesmerized the youthful eyes of the small girl perched atop the fence post of her family’s 1950s farm in rural southeast Iowa. During these formative years, Christine Stevenson frequently positioned herself in this spot to gaze at the horizon and imagine where the final destinations for
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