The Cemetery of My People, Part Two
Road trips have a feeling of being unstuck anyway, but this trip to the land of my people was like...
Traveling to the Cemetery of My People, Part One
Mister is barking in a steady rhythm. His metronome bark. Consider it a warning siren. He knows. There is a...
Jolene Stars in a Walt Disney Movie
Last Thursday morning, we left for Texas as four bald eagles were circling high above the farm. I've never seen...
Jolene Has Lacey Bloomers
Jolene is changing faster than the fall colors. It isn't just that she's grown lacey bloomers on her backside. Sometimes...
Jolene. Jolene. Jolene. JOLEEENE!
Sometimes, change sneaks up behind you when you least expect it, knocks you down, and drags you off, kicking and...
Calming Signals: In Honor of a Truck Dog
It's Corgi tufting season. I gather enough hair in my mouth to build a bird's nest hourly. It's effortless, but...
A Clinic in Wyoming With Mister
I'm giving a clinic in Wyoming while Mister is hunting varmints in the pasture. He's relieved to say the varmints...
The Home Barn and Separation Anxiety
May I brag? I have that strange career where I travel a lot, see beautiful country as a routine part...
Travelblog: Paris is Like Visiting an Old Lover
Paris is a city full of statues of horses. They're everywhere, I noticed on my first visit. The statues are...
Travelblog: Thinking About Aging in Ancient Surroundings
I was in Newcastle Upon Tyne. I had finished ripping around Scotland and arrived at my hotel, where a group...
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