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In the partial light of dawn, my younger self is poking around in a deep erosion rut cutting through the... Read More →
In the partial light of dawn, my younger self is poking around in a deep erosion rut cutting through the... Read More →
Back around the turn of the century, I designed a stormwater corridor for the southeast corner of Iowa City. It... Read More →
These words are first attributed to barbed wire salesman John Warne Gates on the square in front of the Alamo,... Read More →
Many of today’s woodlots were originally left in trees because the parcel was too steep to plow, and most were... Read More →
By Lon Drake Our native boxelder doesn’t get much respect, even from conservationists. But it’s a fast-growing, sun-loving pioneer, and... Read More →
By Lon Drake In 1972, I converted an old hay wagon into a firewood wagon, and used it until about... Read More →