Being Cantankerous Because I Feel Like It
Last week I raved about my beautiful but desolate riding arena at the front of my little farm. My other...
Aging Cantankerously: Downsize This!
Ten days after solstice and it's already staying light longer. Want to wish me a happy one-year-older? On January first,...
Hungover, Jolene Meets The Weather of Her People
The leftovers are gone, the pie plates back in the cupboard, and Parental Peas, Parker and Penny, have headed back...
Family on Thanksgiving: Jolene’s Heart is Full
Remember that Thanksgiving painting by Norman Rockwell? With a jovial white-bread family leaning into frame with smiling, delighted faces? A...
Jolene’s Bathroom Habits
It was a bathroom sort of week here, in that way that the entire universe can fit in a small...
We Were a Viking Family Long Before Jolene
The Viking Princess costume's debut 30 years ago. I usually write about living things, but today...
A Love Letter to a Tree and a Hero
My farm has a cathedral. It started as a tiny chapel, one of five deciduous trees on my prairie farm....
Midnight. Emergency. Jolene.
Jolene is fine. But if I'm driving my truck and it's midnight on a Saturday, it just means one thing....
Jolene Rescues Us From Drowning
In what most would consider the middle of the night, Jolene goes off like one of those alarm clocks with...
Valligators in the Trenches of Puppyland
When was the last time you tried to get an electrified dog collar, the kind with poison pins facing inward,...
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