Giddyup
I rode three horses yesterday and two today, plus mucking and mowing, and general take-care-of-the-farm work. A year ago, I
Life Made Full with Animals
Riding on Sunshine
Gordy is home for the week, taking a bit of a break from travel. That means I get a bit
Caretaking Hope
I don’t want to do it anymore. I don’t want to take that daily little pill to help my body
Cancerversary
I couldn’t find this in my cancer tour guide book; the section on how to determine your cancer-free landmark. It is an important
Augustus (or the Worthy Lens, Part II)
What was your dream? You know, the one you carried for the longest, most persistent part of your childhood, hoping against
The Worthy Lens
A friend called me up today to see how I was doing in the aftermath of my bolt from
Emotional Latitude
We’ve been traveling some steep emotional waves of late. Saying “we” is only true because I include us by our
Tree Wisdom
I’ve been walking the back pasture with greater frequency. It’s because of school which is chaining my body to a
Showing Promise
I am grateful for this new year. I am grateful to be alive, to be sitting at this desk beneath
Pony Up
There is this thing I do with the horses. Most of the time, they roam as a herd sharing —
“Just Is”
“Just is”– my new motto. I would have it tattooed on some part of my body if I were brave
A Vegan’s Nightmare
Wednesday afternoons are reserved for my weekly doctor’s appointment. I clean off the sweat and dirt of a morning spent
Bonded Pairs
I wanted to write about something else, something that had been cooking on my mind’s back burner for the better
Just Jump
What do you want to be when you grow up? Me, I wanted to be a therapist — a child therapist,
Beauty
Reagan left. She was here for a week, shouldering by herself the big task of keeping me company in addition to completing
Keeper of the Flame
I am sitting upright now, a thing I haven’t been doing much of these last few days. Surgery on Tuesday went
Finding Jubilee
Three months, give or take. I am, in a distance measured by time, three months down the road from the diagnosis and surgery
Pick One
A copy/paste post is floating around Facebook of late urging the person tagged to post one picture (and one ONLY!)
Telling Stories: At the Fence
I have been writing stories; full-on efforts to plunge my heart down deep into the flow of what goes on between and
Piece Work
I am learning to quilt. Well actually, until just this moment, I have been devoted to learning about quilting.
