Come on in – enjoy some down-home stories, prose, and tales of life on the farm in the Ozark backwoods. My name is Mike, and I’m an old geezer with a solitary ambition to finish my years as a hillbilly, and I feel like I’m well on my way. I moved here from Colorado in 2018, and since then some of my family have settled here with me. We have horses, goats, a few chickens, grandkids, and guineas and lots of dogs and cats.

Feel free to browse the site – just select posts from the topics in the grey area above. I try to keep a variety of posts up for several areas of interest.

I suppose I owe my readers an explanation for the tendency of my posts lately to be less about countrified humor and more about serious goings on in the world, but it seems that recent world events have created shadows on my world view and overtaken what I originally intended this site to be. For that I am both sorry to those who come here for the lighter entertainment originally purposed, and grateful for the opportunity speak coherently to some pressing issues. As a product of the ’60s and ’70s when our generation was able to help put an end to the Vietnam debacle, I am an adherent of peaceful resolution of conflict, and if readers see my posts as attempts to persuade them to become so, then I’m accomplishing an important mission, as long as the persuasion is successful. I would also like to provide encouragement to those who are already of the same mind who seek peace.

Please bear with me as I try to straddle the self-imposed divide between hillbilly humor and serious world events that require peaceniks, as all people of God, to speak out. It may be possible, we shall see. I need feedback to be able to ascertain whether or not it can be done, and if I’m effectively doing it. I do not make any money from this website, nor do I do seek to. I’m perfectly content to be a common hillbilly on this earth, but I have immense treasure stored elsewhere.