StateoftheOzarks Weekly

The Memory Chickens

BEEN THINKIN’ ABOUT… THE MEMORY CHICKENS. “Your house is like going to grandma’s in the ’90s,” my friend is saying and I’m not sure if I should be amused or insulted. I tend to curate friends who speak their mind. And the eclectic collection of porcelain chickens in the kitchen stare down in an affirming…

StateoftheOzarks Weekly

The Divine Hag

BEEN THINKIN’ ABOUT… THE DIVINE HAG. The Ozarks are beautiful in springtime, but springtime is not yet here. I stand atop my own meadow mountain, wind gusts hitting something like 50 miles an hour, and squint into the gale, into the dust, briefly losing my footing and catching myself from falling as the wind intensifies.…