There are a great many dogs in this house. It would be easy to conclude there are too many
A copy/paste post is floating around Facebook of late urging the person tagged to post one picture (and one ONLY!)
I will just go ahead and blurt this right out: we have added another puppy to the household and by
Our horses live together as a herd. Now, that may seem like an obvious thing for a horse, but you would be
Geographic distance has expanded the gaps between our times of togetherness with family and friends. That bears its own sadness, but it also brings a richness. I notice the way my mental picture feels a touch out of alignment when the real person walks in the door, because they have evolved into a deeper rendition of themselves while we were each off in our own respective worlds. How delightful to get in sync once more. How delightful to be in their space, to see the ways in which they’ve grown, to hold them close, and then to set them free again. Life is most certainly very good.
Giada is a barker and we love her….anyway.
The farm, our farm, IS a lot of work; it is also a great source of joy and personal satisfaction. It’s not just the big picture of it, but the little scenes that make my heart sing. A hundred times a day these things catch me – – first my eye, then my heart. I am swept up in the beauty of it, the intimate moments that arise because we are woven together, both two-legged and four-legged, in a web of caretaking and daily living. Someone is always eager to share those moments with me.
There is truly something special about Molly. That is the best explanation I have for why hordes of exuberantly sympathetic folks from all sorts
I talk about this always, to anyone who asks about the maremmas — they are not guard dogs; they are
Marco, Sophie and Giada are Maremma Sheepdogs, a breed originating in the Abruzzo region of Italy for the purpose of