So on a glorious July day, I took my trusty little Kubota with the bush hog mower out for a spin, into four-foot-tall standing corn, and free-handed the maze.

One year ago today, somebody told me the most obvious thing in the whole world: that I should go to a drum circle.

I sure wouldn’t want one in my backyard.

What if life really is just a dream? 

Well, they did it, folks. APT pulled off a musical. 

This is the best play I’ve ever seen at APT.

So if you're a human, there's a lot to like. But if you're a tree, there's even more. 

Whew. This all sounds like a real bummer, doesn't it? But fear not, dear reader, for Casey and Diana is a rollicking good time. 

A public service announcement: The Chairs is the weirdest play I’ve ever seen at APT.

Thornton Wilder is, apparently, a famous playwright.

Let's just get it out of the way - it's a Tony Award winning performance.

I mostly never get around to watching anything. But Sinners, I resolved to watch, in the barn, when the actors and artists had returned. 

And so for a year, I wondered. Am I the bad guy in this movie?

Ah, my favorite season: Fool’s Spring. For I love to be a fool - I love to see the future within today, I love the romance of expectation, I love to step, off of the cliff, and trust that ground will meet me.