StateoftheOzarks Weekly

Water, Ink & Stone

BEEN THINKIN’ ABOUT… WATER, INK, & STONE. The early rains came down again, like they always do this time of year. The grass greens. The daffodil blooms, reminder that no matter the crazy outrage of the day, there is solace in new life, again, and again. It seems the world begins anew each year with…

StateoftheOzarks Weekly

Our Daily Bread

BEEN THINKING ABOUT… OUR DAILY BREAD. “Give us this day our daily bread….” The rains were heavy that spring of my 16th year, and the gooseberry brambles plentiful with green fruit. Dark skies blocked out the May sun and I kept my worn-out green flannel shirt close by, wet-tinged breeze still biting as I threw…