Plastic Farm Animals
Dear Nana, Today is the 107th anniversary of your birth. For as long as I can remember, you’ve been part of my life. Thank you for all that you taught me while you were here. Thank you for thirty-five years of unconditional love. I think of you every day and often long for your counsel. […]
Another long day in a string of long days. It’s Saturday. I pour myself a second glass of white wine, head to the back of the trailer (ahem, Camelina) and pick up a piece of dark chocolate from the back bedroom. I put the glass on the bathroom sink, place the chocolate on my tongue […]
This was one of those days that stretched way out ahead of me like an endless sheet of clean paper. I sat at my desk and tidied all of those little loose ends that come to haunt me in the dead of night. I made lists. I tried to find things. I cleaned house. When […]
Life can be short and unpredictable, yet I have so far escaped serious trauma. My husband, parents and brothers are all still alive and well. Two weeks ago, our good friend Lyle suddenly lost his brother to cancer. Karen, my riding buddy, lost her mother last month and Nancy, another friend lost her husband last […]
I can’t explain what fascinates me about hay bales in a freshly mown field, but every time I come across this bucolic scene, I have to stop and drink it in. Bob suspects it’s the connection between hay and horses that captivates me. Naturally, I was delighted when a crew moved in to mow and […]