April 19, 2019
I took this photo of Blaze a little while ago. I’d been looking at her, trying to look into her. What do you know? What are you thinking? How is your heart? The first few times JoHn or I walked through the farmer’s/farmers/farmers’ porch door, Blaze seemed to look at us… and then past us.... Read more...
April 17, 2019
He was… Yeah. Was. Marshal Dillon Dingle was supposed to be a temporary puppy. We were supposed to take him in for a night, during which a friend was preparing for a big and complicated move to a place far away. He didn’t even have a name, but one thing led to another, and JoHn... Read more...
April 04, 2019
There is something wondrously cool about Wait. Just to be all kinds of honest and authentic, that – up there ^ – is not a tulip I grew. It is, however, a tulip I received – from my loving husband and daughter – just the other day. I wasn’t sure if it was appropriate for our... Read more...
Rachel Carson, A Sense of Wonder
Okay. Let me get this out of the way right now. I have permission to tell this story, directly from the perp. Also, yes, the... Read More
One funny moment after Jack proposed to Mac (and Mac dissolved, pretty much, into a melted snowman puddle (but recovered quickly enough for us... Read More
This spring morning I awoke to the conversations of a thousand winged beings. And as I yawned and stretched I realized… This was nature’s... Read More
Every Easter Sunday morning since First Born Mac was puny (pew-knee), there has been a rather loud and massive hunt for candy. The Easter... Read More