Authors, Literary Dogs, and Artificial Intelligence
A beady-eyed burnt-orange sun crept over a smoky horizon, and it's hot-air balloon season in Colorado. Juxtaposition: A new day...
Horsewoman, Has Your Neighborhood Gone to the Dogs?
I traipsed across Minnesota and North Dakota through factory farms and cemeteries this summer. Trying to link childhood memories with...
Falling in Love All Over Again for the First Time
Coming home, the washboard road is as close to a drumroll as we'll get. We are bleary-eyed and dog-tired. I...
Jolene and the Healing Quality of Dog Spit
I can't remember having leaves so early on our high desert prairie. Shade is scarce since losing our trees. There's...
The Dog Barn and Literary Lounge
Just a reminder, dear reader. I'm a horse trainer using all I know to raise a puppy. If your horse's...
An Anniversary Promotion From a Dead Horse
Today is a big anniversary for me. Here is the thing about anniversaries; they only matter to the ones having...
False Spring and the Dying Gasp of Winter
Have you been hibernating? It's a smart choice, but time to wake up. The geese are back. I've been courting...
The January Manure Wars
I like to use farm implements for a couple of years after they first break down because I'm frugal. Think...
Overthinking an Undomesticated Budgie
A bright blue flick of movement, almost too small to see. White feathers spark the light, even more startling than...
Letting Edgar Rice Burro Get Old
Edgar Rice Burro runs with a gang of misanthropes. A goat whose broken leg healed stiff, so he has an...
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