An Easter Tiger Swallowtail prowling through my backyard this morning (in Springfield, Mo.)

A nice rainbow I caught on the Niangua this weekend. (Photo by my buddy Mike.)

Big Blue Spring on the Niangua, a mystical spot on the river. This weekend, we camped next to the mouth of the spring branch and watched the fireflies sparkle below the stars.

Only in the Ozarks can you find cans from beer that hasn’t been brewed in, like, 50 years. Or so it seems … (picked up from the South Dry Sac, north of Springfield, Missouri)

My car looks so much better with a canoe on top.

The dogwoods around Springfield have started to leaf out and lose their petals, so I drove about 50 miles north to the Lead Mine Conservation Area to find the forest filled with flowers. The smattering of white blossoms across the landscape is one reason why spring is my favorite season in the Ozarks.